Lounging on the coast of the Basque Country
The only real downside to this very interesting photo trip in Spain was that, after almost three weeks on the road, we were just as shot as the churches we visited! Of course, we had planned in advance so as to not have to re-pack and move to a different hotel every single day, but that had not always been possible, and Spain is a large country: even though we only went through a part of it and the accommodations were, most of the time, top-notch (we will always remember our two-night stay at a “pilgrims’ inn” on the Path to Compostela, the wholesome, heartwarming food and the awfully nice people), we had driven around quite a lot, unpacked and re-packed quite a lot, shot a lot as well (and that does require some concentration!), and we were a bit tired.
Therefore, and as a gesture of self-congratulation, I booked us for three nights into the best ocean-view room of the nicest hotel in a small coastal resort in the Pays Basque, about two dozen kilometers from the French border. There, we recovered from the fatigue of the trip, ate local fish, slept late and drove around for the absolute minimum distances required to see the surrounding sights. Knowing me, you know I had to take a few photos, and here they are.
I hope you enjoy this “Goodbye to Spain!” series.
Another view from our bedroom’s terrace, this time taken with the 14-30mm Nikkor S zoom lens for a wider view that includes the harbor to the left, and the part of the town that along the docks.
Lounging on the coast of the Basque Country
The only real downside to this very interesting photo trip in Spain was that, after almost three weeks on the road, we were just as shot as the churches we visited! Of course, we had planned in advance so as to not have to re-pack and move to a different hotel every single day, but that had not always been possible, and Spain is a large country: even though we only went through a part of it and the accommodations were, most of the time, top-notch (we will always remember our two-night stay at a “pilgrims’ inn” on the Path to Compostela, the wholesome, heartwarming food and the awfully nice people), we had driven around quite a lot, unpacked and re-packed quite a lot, shot a lot as well (and that does require some concentration!), and we were a bit tired.
Therefore, and as a gesture of self-congratulation, I booked us for three nights into the best ocean-view room of the nicest hotel in a small coastal resort in the Pays Basque, about two dozen kilometers from the French border. There, we recovered from the fatigue of the trip, ate local fish, slept late and drove around for the absolute minimum distances required to see the surrounding sights. Knowing me, you know I had to take a few photos, and here they are.
I hope you enjoy this “Goodbye to Spain!” series.
Another view from our bedroom’s terrace, this time taken with the 14-30mm Nikkor S zoom lens for a wider view that includes the harbor to the left, and the part of the town that along the docks.