Last time I wrote I was being all cocky about going in the sea, come what may. However, we looked at miles of beach after Contis-Plage, and it was all the same – big, scary, crashing waves, nobody surfing, warning signs everywhere, etc. I have never felt so insignificant in the face of the sea. Truly awe-inspiring, and worth the seven euro camping fee in itself.
Heading inland a bit, we spent a lovely couple of days at the Etang de Leon, where we parked right next to a sandy beach, free of charge, and saw the most beautiful sunset. The photos don’t capture it at all, but hope you can see what nice parking spaces there are!
With the weather sunny but the sea scary, it seemed like a good time to go into the Pyrenees. Even in the foothills it was spectacular; more spectacular still when the satnav decided that our 7 foot wide van was actually some sort of mountain goat (see the so-called road she tried to take us on, below). The locals certainly seemed to find it very entertaining watching us trying to get back down.
We’re now at Hendaye-Plage where there are no waves at all, but it’s very pretty, and also has a launderette. Surfing may have to wait till Spain or Portugal, but at least we won’t be smelly.
We have started trying to learn Spanish – Mike bought a DVD on Ebay before we left - but after floundering through Lessons 1 and 2 yesterday, we’ve already realised that it’s much too little, much too late. Gracias por favor? Cerveza? That’s about the level we’re at.
We’re heading into Spain tomorrow, and judging by the problems we’ve had with French dongles, I’d guess that it’ll be even harder to get online, with no Spanish except as described above. We may be gone some time. Luckily we have a very good friend in Tarifa who might be able to help – we’re aiming to get there around 8th December.
Buenas noches, amigos.
xxx
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