
That time again, the better half has given me the green card to go for a quick skite down to see number 2 son at Biarritz.
The route was quickly planned on sat nav, tent packed, some clothes and a few euros scraped together, and off I headed early on the 12th morning to get to Rosslare enroute to Cherbourg. Ferry trip uneventful. Nice and smooth. Meant to share a cabin with three others, only one turned up and that was for the morning.
Took the back roads down to Biarritz through sweltering heat and two days later met up with the kid and companion Roach Pastrami.


Stayed two nights in somecamp site and got ripped off.

The evenings and most of the day were spent at this local



