Travel day.

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The image is of the Pont Saint-Esprit in Bayonne, seen from the window of our hotel.

Long travel day including a missed flight to Biarritz; I asked to be put on a flight to Pau, an hour or so away, which worked fine although I missed having dinner with Mark.  He picked me up at nearly ten at night and we drove into Bayonne and checked in after some difficulty locating the parking.

We made it to breakfast together anyway, in a bright and modern self-serve breakfast room with an automatic coffee machine and a lovely selection of breads and jams and fruits and cheeses and cups of yogurt and cold meats.  Then Mark headed off to the plant and I went back to the room to make a brief post and wait for the weather to clear.

Now I have a map and a brochure for the city obtained from the concierge and am about to head out for a walk across that bridge.  

Life could be worse….