Sunday 5 September 2010

You Win Some, You Lose Some!

Our lunch stop today was in Bayonne, yes, that's right, where the ham comes from, in a restaurant overlooking the river called the Vivaldi. It was fine although on the next table there was an
elderly man who put more food on his face than in his mouth and his very loud rather odd daughter. The city is just charming with it's cathederal and old narrow windy streets. Being Sunday, of course, there wasn't much open.
Stopped off in Biarittz on the way to meet John and Jean at the B&B. Joined the throngs of people on this warm sunny afternoon fora stroll along the prom and then took tea on the terrace of a 4* hotel. Gulp, nearly 8€ for a cup of tea and a coffee. Luckily the view over the sea was stunning and the chairs comfortable. By the time we arrived at the B&B which wasn't the easiest of places at nearly 7pm to find, we found John and Jean with steam coming out of their ears! They'd arrived at about 3.30pm and as there was no sign of our hostess, they sat in the garden getting and were on the point of giving up and looking for alternative accomodation when we showed up at the same time as Madame (an artist, by the way) who'd spent the day on the beach.
A very old farmhouse, the exterior looked exactly as shown on the website but the interior whilst having a lot of character with some nicebits of furniture didn't warrant the 130€ p.p/night that we paid for our 2 rooms; John and Jean ended up with one that was tiny with a sloping ceiling resulting in Jean bashing her head every time she got out of bed. Our's was larger but shabily furnished with a tapestry of the Virgin Mary facing the bed. I covered it up with a towel as I said it was probably the first time that Christian had slept with a virgin!
Dinner which we ate on the terrace was rustled up in record time and even though it was not worth the 20€ a head we managed to restore a happier ambience.
Oh dear and Jean had previously emailed me to say that I usually managed to come up with nice places to stay ... think I might get the sack next year!

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