Exploring Biarritz
Today, was the sixth anniversary of C’s death.
So I walked around the town contemplating what might have been.
What surprised me was how busy the town was, with cafes and shops fully open. It made Bilbao look like a morgue.
Biarritz’s Free Shuttle
Biarritz has a free shuttle bus, that operates around the town.
Biarritz’s Free Shuttle
This was the stop outside the hotel.
A Sensible Hotel In Biarritz
It was the third time in recent months, that I’d stayed in a Radisson Blu hotel.
It was practical and the bathroom was one where I could have a good bath, without fighting the designers ideas. Not sure on the tile design though!
i could also have taken my ironing, as I don’t have one at home.
I also got gluten-free bread with my meals.
Something, that I couldn’t photo was the television. A normal Samsung, but it had access to every channel possible. I watched the London flavour of BBC1, but all the other regions were available. So even Alex Salmond would have felt at home! If you’d been a Coronation Street fan, ITV was also available.
These days, with satellites and the Internet everywhere, surely a hotel can provide guests with every possible flavour, which has some degree of decency and taste. If I can get hundreds of channels in my house in Hackney for a few hundreds a year, I can’t see the problem.
Welcome To France
The French train from Hendaye may not have been one of their most modern, but everybody was pleasant and the train trundled along the coast to Biarritz, which was my final destination.
There wasn’t any good map at Biarritz station and as it was now dark, I felt I had better take a taxi.
The driver though, wasn’t the surly individual beloved of British comedians, when talking about France for years, but a clean cut individual, who spoke perfect English and charged me what it said on the meter.
So painlessly, I’d arrived at the Radisson Blu hotel.
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