It’s not usual I start the day after noon but after my 1,000km/8hr drive from Nice to Biarritz, I decided to reward myself with some extra shut eye. My first stop was the beach, where else? I looked for the surf school that my hostel recommended (and offered discounts to) and was able to catch the last class of the day. My classmates were 4 French girls, 2 sets of twins if you can imagine that. With my board in hand marching excitedly toward the waves, I barely noticed that the topless women on the beach were very beautiful, unlike those I’ve encountered in previous experiences.
I learned fairly fast on my beginner’s foam longboard. I have previously taken courses at Newport Beach so the basics came naturally - the weather was beautiful and the ocean had a clean salty taste. I came back very tired and treated myself to some canard (duck) and a glass of wine in the city centre. The next day I would discover the Basque sandwich comprised of nothing but bacon and fries stuffed in French bread. I’ve decided to cut my week trip in Biarritz short and spend some time in Spain - I wasn’t really improving in French and the costs were getting out of control.
