A Day at the Cape

Cap d'Agde in the winter is dead. There is nobody. You go for a walk, and will not encounter a soul. 

But! On days that reach 17degrees, my lovely little town is bustling. (Well, compared to when it's dead. It still isn't like anything I'm used to).

So on this particular afternoon, a walk along the beach seemed like a must. A couple other students and I played soccer (or shall I say football!) on the beach. As I am the worst soccer player out of us all, I was the one running the most after the ball (funny how that works out, isn't it?)

We decided to scrap the idea of playing soccer and just wandered along the beach. 

Being a Canadian, 17 degrees is quite a nice temperature for a February afternoon, I went out in  simply a light sweater (and everyone who knows me well, knows that I am constantly freezing.) While everyone else on the beach were wearing full out winter parkas. I even saw a little girl running around in a snowsuit. (I would have loved to post a picture, so you could have laughed along with me at the sight of a little girl running along the beach in her snowsuit, but I didn't even think to try a stealthy snap a shot. I wouldn't make a very good paparazzi.)

Anyways, here are a few pictures from that lovely weekend at the beach.

This is the beach that I run along when I go for a run, its absolutely beautiful at the hour that I go (usually around 5:00 or 5:30 in the afternoon.) As you can imagine, the sun is just staring to set, and there is a nice breeze. I'll never be able to run down the street or in a gym at home after experiencing this!

And the boats are out! 

(In the distance is the Naturist village, AKA the nudist beach. Luckily the bathing suit beach and the non bathing suit beach is separated by a little river. 

OH LOOK I FOUND ONE!

A NATURIST!

This is what I thought was my first sighting of a nudist. He is on the nudist side of the river, and he does look nude, but in fact (and luckily), he was wearing a nice little speedo, as he was hunting for oysters. 

But I can bet that come summer time, his very small bathing suit will be even  less existent.

Beautiful!

I just loved how the sun made the sand shine!

Cute little bird feet in the sand/

I saw some scuba divers, retiring from a hard day's dive.

(But seriously, how cool is that. Walking to the beach in your scuba gear and just going for a "swim"!)

At one part of the beach, for about half a kilometer, sand is inexistent. It is completely covered in seashells! Beautiful, but every time I run along it I feel bad, because I hear them all breaking under me!

For supper we went to the restaurant at the residence that we are living in. This restaurant is owned by the French cuisine teacher at the school. We had very yummy steaks and "pomme frites." The chef even offered us a slice of truffle. I know most of you are thinking a chocolate truffle, or at least that's what I thought when I was offered. (But that's probably because I am more of a pastry girl than a fine French cuisine girl.) Truffle is in fact, an extremely expensive mushroom. ( I think the chef said that he got two kilograms for a thousand euros, but my memory is questionable.)

Everyone at the restaurant for the "Last Supper"

(Our classmates were leaving the next day. :( )

Until next time!

xox