Showing posts with label Saint Jean Du Luz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saint Jean Du Luz. Show all posts

Friday, 9 May 2025

Saint Jean Du Luz (Day 2)

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.'

Thursday, 8 May 2025

Saint Jean Du Luz, Pyreness-Aquataine

All quiet at the cemetery last night. John complained the Wi-Fi connection wasn't very good. Well let's be honest, the local residents didn't really have much call to use it. Today we decided to leave Spain. A drive over the lower reaches of the mountains as we headed towards the border with France was definitely to be classed as, 'do something everyday that scares you', as was the motorway drive around Donostia San Sebastian. Just as we prepared to say 'adios' to Spain we happened upon a fuel station, joined the queue and filled up Margery's tank. Fuel is a lot cheaper in Spain than France. Then it was time to say 'bonjour' Francais. No more Gracias, or ' grassy arse', as Angela's mum used to say, now it would be s'il vous plait, or 'silver plate', another of Angela's mother's attempts at a foreign language. Our destination for tonight was Saint Jean Du Luz on the Atlantic coast. 



We've never stopped here before and were looking forward to a stay on a campsite and a walk around the area, and of course yet another glorious sunset, the sky alight with deep colours of orange, red, pink and mauve.