After that epic weekend in San Sebastian, I hit the railway to Biarritz, on route to do a 7 day Detox/Retreat. It’s not far from San Seb at all actually, 2 trains, and about an hour travel time. I only blinked a couple times:) And yes as soon as I got there, being in France, my Spanish was no good anymore… and my French is shockingly bad?! I think I need to take a few lessons, as I couldn’t help but keep trying to speak Spanish, it just wasn’t working.. I did however master the word ‘Merci’. Oh wait! and ‘Bonjour’. Yes I shared many intellectual conversations with people while I was there:) Let’s not forget though, it is Basque Country, so they also speak Basque. And as opposed to what you may think, my Basque is non-exsistent:)
The beauty of Biarritz did not dissapoint. With a stunningly long coast of beaches, surf, and a pleasant little town. It’s just too bad it wasn’t sunny this day to really capture the essence of it all. But I am sure you will get a good idea.
It was such a nice a scenic walk around the area, I popped by the market to check out the local eats and treats. One of the many freaken fantastic things about Europe is all the Markets and their fresh produce. I feel so lucky to enjoy it all every day of the week. We don’t have that luxary in Northern Canada all year round, only a few months in the summer, then it’s all shipped in produce or canned for the winter. So I bask in the joy of it here in Europe!! And always appreciate it.
The retreat was actually about 30km outside of Biarritz, more rural farm land.(And I shall write my review of the Retreat in a separate article). But we were able to do a bit of hiking through the Mountains and Valleys in the area. Which was super nice! I could imagine myself being back in the lovely Canadian Wilderness, just loving the spectacular outdoors. Minus a few wild Animals.
Although I was lucky enough to stumble across the local Basque Sheep. Don’t make any sudden movements to startle them, and if the herd decides turn on you, just play dead:)
As if the sighting of the Sheep wasn’t lucky enough!?, We also kept sighting the local Basque ponies. each of them adorned with a bell. Haha, poor little fella’s, it must be annoying to walk anywhere when you have a bell going off in your face and ear every step of the way. It was your everyday Basque Safari.
Well no matter what I always love checking out new places, and seeing the rural areas and getting a feel for the lifestyle, and culture. The endless fountains of knowledge that are flowing out, and I am just a sponge, wanting to soak as much up as I can. Yup, I would say Basque country is a pretty sweet ass area:) The End.