The Last Town in France

Our last town in France was called Biarritz which is a huge surfing town because the waves are a perfect size. We arrived there at 12:00 on the dot and took an Uber to the apartment to take our bags off. After we were suited, we went into town to check out the beaches and we ended up swimming at one! We made pesto pasta at home that night for dinner. The next morning we went down to Plage de la Côte des Basques again to wait until the tide went out to surf. When the tide did go out we went down to Plage de la Côte des Basques to rent bodyboards and surfboards, I got a boogie board. I decided for that day that my first wave was the best. It was really fun because dad was flinging me into the waves that hadn’t broke yet.

The next day we had to wait a little longer for the tide to go out because the tides change a little bit every day. I liked the first day better because I wasn’t as tired and the waves were bigger. I really liked Biarritz’s vibe, the food was good and everyone surfed. Max and I would have stayed there much longer but at least the next town was a beach town too!