Let There Be Surf- Andie

Castle on the beach, beautiful!

As we sit on the train waiting to reach our next destination ( Biot, France) I write down a title for this next blog entry as I reflect on what happened this day. I put, "Will There Be Surf..." thinking it will add anticipation, Shem, my love,  peeps over my shoulder and announces a much more powerful and assertive title, "Let There Be Surf", and looking very satisfied with the words that came out of his mouth as if he created a quote that will go down in history, he says and I summarize, "Oh yes, much better. Andrea life is not about questions waiting to be answered, its about having demands and making things happen".  So there you have it Shem my powerful and all mighty has shown his 'gloriousness' once again failing to never disappoint and the title will reign, "Let There Be Surf".

Small inlet harbor over looking the small town of Biarritz.

We have arrived at our second destination and started our second segment of our trip. We are now in Biarritz. A town famous for surf and all to do with French surf culture. We loved Paris but soon realized after being here for a few moments how comfortable we were here compared to the fast pace city life Paris has to offer.  We quickly felt at home and began to feel the excitement of being somewhere completely new.

It is absolutely gorgeous here. The ocean is crystal blue with cliffs lined with medieval royalty beach houses which actually started the craze for Europeans and all to flock to Biarritz as a vacation hot spot.

Biarritz swimming cove

We arrived around 6 and made it to our bed and breakfast quite quickly. Sylvie, would be hosting us for the next four days. She was so kind and gracious to us the whole time. Our room was quiante and perfect. Breakfast awaited us every morning in the veranda with croissants, jams, fruit, cheese, olives, juice and tea. A perfect way to start any day. She was a walk from the beach and down the street from the market and pattiserie.

After our meet'n great with Sylvie (which we were both wondering- is this going to be weird or what..(it was anything but))- we went to explore the town.

Road that wraps around the small town

We were told there would be no surf for the week but if you remember Shem did demand it after all and guess what - his demands were heard. Let there be surf and there was before our very eyes bay after bay of beach breaks. It was already 8 but there would be light for almost another two hours so we rented a board and jumped in clothes and all to get our first taste of Atlantic surf in France. To be brief - it was so fun. It was thigh high small surf... but something about being in france and castles in the distance and glassy water made it all so sureal. Too bad that euphoric feeling didn't keep a person warm or make bad food taste good.

Small but fun little surf.

We basically ran home to change out of our cold wet clothes and wanted to celebrate our new location with eating out. We were a little skunked (the food was kind of awful) but hey everyone needs a little adversary to appreciate the good- right? Ok , I feel guilty even saying that but its good to soak up all good when it happens so that when the trials of life strike you can reflect on the good- right? Am I right? Will there be happiness...? Yes, there will be happiness. Day one in Biarritz done- "Ka- Chow!" (Lghtening McQueen, 2009. Hannemann, Tama, 2011).