Can you spot Crusoe, frolicking in the shimmering Atlantic with his new friend
The first weekend in March and the forecast looked good, we decided to head for the Basque region our first stop was lunch in the coastal town of
Saint-Jean-de-Luz one of the chicest destinations in France. The town was choc full of beautifully dressed Parisians all taking their first vacation of the season at their secondary residences. Just like them I was caught out, the sun was shining but I thought it might be a bit chilly so I was wrapped up in jeans, a light cashmere cardi with a thermal vest underneath, a wool trench coat and suede ankle boots, I was boiling and found myself stripping off, should have worn a T shirt instead of the thermal vest! After all, this is the season of layering.
We sat outside in the towns main square and had aperitifs followed by a slap up lunch washed down with loads of wine, afterwards we walked it off along the beach front...
Lovely though it is, nobody wanted to sit on the shady side
The Basque region is another country, it has it's own language
literally and poetically, it's people are warm and hospitable and
examples of flair and imagination can be seen everywhere from interior and exterior design to world renowned cuisine and everything in between.
The unique architecture of the Basque region, white timber framed buildings and houses, painted distinctive shades of red, green or blue.
These two pictures were taken last September before the leaves had started to turn.
Whilst some remained wrapped up.
Others decided to get a head start on the tan.
Glorious warm sunshine, al fresco dining, walks along the beach and for the brave (including Crusoe) a dip in the sea. Yes I think we can safely say spring is here.
