For my last night in Capbreton, I knew that I wanted to be near the ocean for the sunset. The little house we stayed in was a short walk from the beach so at 9pm I rushed over to the sand to just sit and relax (the sun sets around 10 over here). I didn't realize that there would be a small crowd of people there for the same exact thing. And I certainly didn't realize that people would still be out in the water surfing.
I sat, did nothing, and it was beautiful. I found a spot on a ledge pretty high up but loved the way my feet felt dangling. I loved that there were so many other people who had taken time out of their day to sit and watch the sunset surfers. And I admired the 20-30 people still out in the water, waiting for darkness before they gave in and went home. It didn't matter that it was getting later and later. Had they even eaten dinner?
This is what I want in life. I want to be with people who stop to enjoy something beautiful. I want a schedule that revolves around my passion, not the other way around. And I always want to feel my feet dangling- like I could fall at any moment but that's why it's worth it.*
*But I'd still like to eat dinner.
At first I thought this was just a Capbreton thing, but one of the things I've come to adore about France is that most of the houses have beautiful, colorful wooden shutters. They're so elegant when they decorate large apartment buildings like this, but I also think they add a lot of charm when they "accent" simple homes like these.
(And, you'd probably think they aren't functional, but after staying in a few houses I've seen that they have insulated windows inside and the shutters are more like outdoor shades).
Coming to France, I knew there'd be a lot to fall in love with: baguettes, the language, tiny picturesque towns. Now, I'm more than happy to add fromage blanc à la vanille, endless sunflower fields, and wooden shutters to the list.
I don't really have a story behind this post. These are just some of the little things I loved at the beach house in Capbreton. I loved the fact that I had fresh baguettes with butter and homemade jam (and tea) every day for breakfast. I loved the quirky kitchen accessories. And I loved the bright green cabinets in the kitchen.
Sometimes, it's just about the little things. I hope your weekends are filled with lots of wonderful little things! xoxo
When we weren't at the beach, the town itself was also very fun to be in. The city center was very close to our house so it was easy to walk over for some fresh baguettes or ice cream whenever we wanted. One thing that I found most surprising was the abundance of flowers (and flowerboxes) all over the city. Along the bridge, by the fountains, in front of stores. Everywhere! It reminded me how easily a few fresh flowers can brighten up your day.