Last night a thunderstorm warning was in place for the next twenty four hours. So with this in mind, and rain due by midday we were out walking by nine.
The stroll along the coast down to the town was pleasant in the early morning sunshine. Saint Jean Du Luz was busy as a market was taking place. The noise, colours and aromas of a French market are captivating, they draw you in.
Angela couldn't resist buying a folded pizza, not a calzone, but a miniature version, stuffed with mozzarella, green pesto and sun dried tomatoes. Yes it was delicious. After four hours of walking, exploring, photographing and stopping for refreshments it was time for a quick lunch before heading out again. A few spots of rain had fallen, but with no sign of the threatened storm we walked along the coast in the opposite direction.
All the walking of the day meant we could justify a meal out tonight, but sadly around seven this evening, the nearby mountains of the Pyrenees disappeared into an oblivion and rain fell steadily. Oh well, 'c'est la vie.'