Back Across the Border

To Bayonne, a stunning wee place; and like so many places, gearing up for some festivities. In this case, the Fêtes de Bayonne which last 5 days and start on the Wednesday before the first Sunday of August. Or something. And you’ve got to say, have you not, that French food is a bit of a notch up from most of the Spanish stuff.
If I’d known this was going to be my 2000th blip, of course, I’d have gone out my way to take a stunning shot. Instead of which I’ve discovered all I’ve got are some shoogly night photos, one of a can of Paulaner Hefe-Weiss (yes, that’s right ... wheat beer in a tinny!) and errr a photo of a bottle of wine. Oh well, cheers everyone!