Beach Tour

"I missed the train to Lourdes, so I went surfing instead."

Ever heard that before? When the credit card machine at the train station rejected my credit card transaction and I missed the train, I figured that was my sign: Tomatelo tranquilo, take it easy. So, I did what any Crystal Beach Bum would: I went to the beach. It's Biarritz in southern France, and it turns out that it's one of the surf centers of Europe. I was walking along the beach, ran into a surf school, and signed up for a class. It was totally rad, dude! I totally want to become a surfer girl. Can someone find out where the phrase "Hang ten" comes from?

Today I start the Camino in St. Jean Pied de Port, France. I like it already, and I haven't even taken a step in the direction of Santiago. All part of the Camino, I think.

And - Mark - France is awesome!