Atlantic Coast

We didn't spend all of our time in the oyster beds of Arcachon - we also visited the coastal town of Cap Ferret. On the way, we stopped and dipped our toes in the ocean. I forgot my swimming suit that day - and besides, the water is pretty cold - about 64 degrees F.


On the way back, we stopped by a little restaurant where the special of the day was paella. Yumm.


We also climbed up a lookout point with a narrow winding staircase.


The view from above was exquisite. But maybe we weren't paying attention?


By the way, do you notice anything significant in this photo?

I've started wearing skirts . . . occasionally . . . . uh oh. What next?