The Charente River flows from the Limousin region of France and westward through into the Atlantic Ocean. It has provided the backdrop for many important moments in the history of Western France.
Southwest of Bordeaux, at the entrance to the Bay of Arcachon, there is a giant sand dune called Dune du Pilat. The Dune seems benevolent enough but it’s consumed houses and is in the process of suffocating trees. Dunes can be so cruel.
The sun came out yesterday so we hopped in the car and drove to the coast, taking backroads through the countryside, weaving through miles and miles of patchwork fields, vineyards and small towns.
One of the unexpected benefits of traveling around this time of year is the abundance of local Christmas fairs that run in many towns, big or small throughout the entire month of December.
We just got back from a road trip through the southwest region of France. Adam has always had an interest in Basque culture, particularly how its people have managed to preserve their language and identity over the last millennia, so we figured Bayonne was a good place to start.
4pm – load luggage (see below) into cab (cab driver with furrowed brow, instantly regretting his proximity to our house at the time of our call to his dispatcher, not pictured), drive to Dulles Airport.