| Copyright Caitlin Torode 2012 |
Bonjour! Somewhat unintentionally I arrived in the deep south of France, in a wee town called Bayonne upon the French-Spanish border, and miles away from familiar.
It is not often these days that one takes off with no idea of the destination they are seeking, but that is just what we did and what an adventure we had!
Quite off the tourist route we struggled to find anyone who spoke English, and so equipped only with the basics and wild gestures we took off to capture a little of this beautiful town.
Please note that the photos are by Caitlin Torode 2012, and not to be used without permission.
A beautiful setting for a beautiful town, and a practical stop off should one be heading to Spain, as it is situation a mere 27kms from the border. Should one enjoy the finer things of France; the bread, the buildings and the patisserie's, then you need look no further.
Connected by the proficient TGV train service, Bayonne is one the train route through to Paris, and thus easily accessed from the closest city, Bordeaux, which was our next stop. Rich in history Bordeaux was only known to me as the 'wine place', and I was in for a pleasant surprise.
As unintentional Bourdeaux tourists we found ourselves agenda-less in the city. A walk along the river led us to some authentic French flea markets. Which in turn led us to the Turkish quarter, from which we found towering Abbeys a courtyards full of cafes. There is most certainly something to be said for following your noses instead of a guide book. these are a few of the places we encountered.
| Courtyards for Eating |
| Sneaky back streets |
| French Flea Markets |
| Epitome of the French lifestyle |
| Old Detailed Buildings |
| So Many Mysterious Doors |
This is by far my favourite shot of all. This group of men, standing in a historic square, next to a bell tower, surrounded by cafes and beautiful buildings, laughing together, discussing life. Precisely what I imagine French life to be. Absolutely Stunning.
| This is French Life. Bayonne and Bordeaux are must sees. I hope I have given a few little keys. Loose the guide book and follow your nose. Where you'll end up nobody knows. |
To Conclude: Whoever said the French lacked a sense of humour?
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