24 hours in France

The best advantage about unplanned travelling is that you are not locked down and can be flexible with where you want to go and how long you want to stay at a place. For us, we have a general idea and only a few flights booked so when we were in San Sebastian and met up with my brother, Semo and Pete they convinced us to hire a car and come to France for a day/night with them. Between four of us the cost of a car hire pretty much matched the prices for us all to get public transport and we were pretty excited for a 'road trip'. France is not on our agenda as it is easily accessible from London  but we were so close to Biarrtiz that we couldn't help but stop off along the way.  

It felt strange to only drive an hour or so before we were in a completely different country and for those of you who have been to France you know that they are (at times) arrogant and only really speak French, therefore we knew exactly when we had crossed the border. This small town has a such a nice and slightly hidden beach. We hadn't had the best weather in San Sebastian so were finally glad that we could actually go to the beach with the beautiful weather...and get a tad burnt after 1.5hr (which is rare for us). Before our parking was up we took a quick walk to the bridge and checked out the view. I felt like such a tourist as all I did was photograph the exact same things that I have seen in every other person's Europe album but nevertheless it was still very picturesque. 

On to Seignoose were we stayed at a 'surfers house' which had been transformed into a 'hostel'. Having 7 of us we got the whole top floor to ourselves and met three other guys. Off to the supermarket where we stocked up on all things BBQ; sausages (only chorizo these days), steaks (biggest cravings) and all the ingredients for a 'mega salad'. This had to have been one of the best meals so far and held true to my Grandad's saying "the best meals you have are the ones cooked at home" something which is a rarity for us these days. We headed off to explore the town and drove to the local skate park where we watched the boys unintentionally take on the French at skating. As night came and the colours of the sky turned to beautiful pinks, blues, purples and yellows I couldn't help but be reminded of our childhood days when we used to hang in massive groups, swapping between the beach and the skate park and staying down the beach until the sun went down. Pete pulled out his guitar and played us what has become our favourite song "Temporary Eurotrash" and everyone soon joined in (yes Pete we have possibly named or changed the name of your song haha).

Reading this it may seem like any old day but having a mini trip like this and doing something as simple as a BBQ and beach made us all begin to miss home just a little bit and realise how great we have it at home; living next to a beach, having big groups of friends, delicious foods and the BBQ tradition which requires a sociable environment. Many people say we don't have much of an Aussie tradition, except for getting drunk but what I just described is exactly what an Australian tradition is today and we managed to create it to an extent in France.