Staying with Cedric, Gaelle, Vincent and Francis in Taller was great. They live sustainably, growing acacias and oaks, growing their own vegetables, and gaining water from a well, giving it a nice tang of iron. I admire and fully support what they are doing, adding a bit of much needed diversity amongst the monocultures of pine forests, and living from the land they own. Leaving Taller there was a nice cycle path through to Castets, and I went from here to Léon, from which there was another cycle path that lead me to the coast, a beautiful ride down to Biarritz. Entering the city was, as usual, hard, and the lack of roadsigns to Biarritz was somewhat frustrating. I went into a McDonalds with the soul intention of asking for a Royale with Cheese before I left the country. They didn't have one, so I got a Big Mac instead, but this left me a little angry at them.
Tomorrow morning I will wake up to head towards San Sebastien. I will certainly miss cycling in France. Ernest Hemingway once said, "It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best," and I couldn't agree more. After caressing the contours of France with my tyres, I have grown to love it, and the beautiful sights it beholds for those travelling through it. Anyway, onward to new territory.
Hasta mañana, Spain
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