





It has been 11 weeks... 11 weeks since Spain opened its border with France and we jumped into our car and hit the road. For the first time we drove the 1250km in one go without a pit stop along the seaside at San Sebastian.
It was a smooth ride, not a single tourist car in sight, no French trailer, no Dutch caravan, no Moroccan overloaded car only kilometers of trucks heading South but they all stuck to their lane so we cruised along and made it in 12 hours.
The way back was equally easy. The school holidays were over and many travellers had decided not to leave their country this summer. So, no overnight stop in Arcachon but due to an administrative glitch we needed to stop along the French border for a "contrôle téchnique" during which we had lunch in a rather dull industrial area but ... the Lemon Meringue pie was delicious! Lunch menu for two at 12.- Euros... you cannot beat that?!?
As blissful as a warm beach day can be, it can also come with its own supply of stressors. Applying sunscreen evenly, finding a parking space, and generally ensuring that a swimsuit stays in place can all be enough to make our temperatures rise.
But what could be more indulgent than sitting on a white sandy beach, gazing out at the turquoise waters and sipping a sangria de cava? Eating wonderfully delicious beach food, of course.
Ibiza's chiringuitos and restaurants are going the extra mile with amazing and delicious local specialties because good beach food can be as important an experience as the actual beach itself...

Nothing like a "jarra de sangria de cava" with some pan con aioli

The perfect beach "chiringuito"







