Jim got his first good night sleep, a sign of adjustment to local time. Linda is still in transition.

After a petite déjeuner, we set out to explore this lovely seaside town. It’s a popular, luxurious vacation spot, with countless boutiques, small restaurants and picturesque casinos and a beautiful beach , one of the best in Europe for surfing.
A leisurely promenade took us into the Sunday morning market, only a few steps from our hotel. Our appetites were tempted as we contemplated lunch.

We ambled down the gently sloping streets until we were awestruck by the panoramic view of the beach.

It was nearly noon and our hotel was less than a ten minute walk from the Atlantic. So we returned to our room, grabbed a half-bottle of French wine, and returned to the market to select a sampling of local quiches, tartlets and fresh strawberries.
We then returned to the beach to search for a suitable, shady spot for an impromptu picnic lunch.




It’s hard to describe the good feelings we had from consuming delicious local food and absorbing such extraordinary views in such a tranquil setting. It was just what we needed after three taxing days of travel.
We’ve one final leg tomorrow to complete our trip to SJPDP and the beginning of Camino 2023.