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The Pays Basque is wonderful! We want to buy a house there! I love the trilingualism of the area (all street signs in French/Basque on the French side of the border and in Spanish/Basque on the other side: I just love that!). I got such a kick out of getting into the car, driving for 20 minutes and being in Spanish Basque country.
We went to Bilbao, to the absolutely fantastic Frank-Gehry Guggenheim museum.
We went to three different beaches, and I love the Atlantic more than the Mediterranean, I think. It has surf!
Even when the weather is not good, it still somehow doesn't matter. It rained but it never got nasty and cold, and I sat on the beach even in the drizzle. It was mellow and never too hot.
There is not only beach (which, for me, wears thin after too many hours, although I love the beach) but also lively towns with elegant shops and not too touristy or vulgar at all.
The food is great!
We went wildwater rafting!
And the place we stayed in was just out of this world. It was like being lady of the manor for a week. I'm not too fond of rustic'n'rural but I do definitely like the countryhouse kind of countryside. And someone else made breakfast every morning! We often ate outside on the terrace, with a view of a huge enormous meadow, fringed by forest, and the Pyrenees in the background.
It was lovely seeing our friends, and meeting their French friends (and inflicting our rusty French on them for a week...).
This is not the last time we'll have been there. We kept noting down likely apartments to rent and properties to buy. (Um, like every other English person... except we're not English.)
The children had a good time, too. Now we all have to get used to being back in the rather coldish and wet UK again.
( What we did -- mainly for my own memory )
We went to Bilbao, to the absolutely fantastic Frank-Gehry Guggenheim museum.
We went to three different beaches, and I love the Atlantic more than the Mediterranean, I think. It has surf!
Even when the weather is not good, it still somehow doesn't matter. It rained but it never got nasty and cold, and I sat on the beach even in the drizzle. It was mellow and never too hot.
There is not only beach (which, for me, wears thin after too many hours, although I love the beach) but also lively towns with elegant shops and not too touristy or vulgar at all.
The food is great!
We went wildwater rafting!
And the place we stayed in was just out of this world. It was like being lady of the manor for a week. I'm not too fond of rustic'n'rural but I do definitely like the countryhouse kind of countryside. And someone else made breakfast every morning! We often ate outside on the terrace, with a view of a huge enormous meadow, fringed by forest, and the Pyrenees in the background.
It was lovely seeing our friends, and meeting their French friends (and inflicting our rusty French on them for a week...).
This is not the last time we'll have been there. We kept noting down likely apartments to rent and properties to buy. (Um, like every other English person... except we're not English.)
The children had a good time, too. Now we all have to get used to being back in the rather coldish and wet UK again.
( What we did -- mainly for my own memory )
