|September and the crowds have disappeared|
Atlantic Ocean, stretches of wide, white sandy beaches interspersed with rocky outcroppings, fishing villages and quaint beach towns compose the west coast of France. We followed it from Brittany down to Spain making several stops along the way. During that time, August turned into September and the crowds disappeared but not the sunshine and blue skies. Consequently, this was one of the more relaxing portions of our trip. We took long walks along the seaside and had leisurely lunches.
|Limestone Grottoes on Gironde River|
|On holiday in the caves 19th century|
|19th century hotel room in the grottoes|
|Our hotel in Arcachon|
Our final stop in France was the town of Arcachon. I don't know what we liked more - the town or our lovely suite with kitchenette overlooking a popular square. We bought fresh fruit and quiche at the market to make a truly French lunch.
|The fruits and vegetables are colorful and delicious|
|Market in the square outside our window|
Arcachon Bay is lined with beaches and oyster farms and surrounded by forests and natural habitats. The town of Arcachon is on one side of the bay and Cap Ferrat on the other.
|We climbed this to see...|
|a panoramic view of Arcachon city and bay|
|Dune du Pilat|
After 53 nights in France, it is time to say Auvoir and head into Spain.