Once again, this stop was my pick and from my research I chose this cute resort town with a French flair. I never imagined this town would be so picture postcard perfect! We spent two nights here but stretched it to three days because we liked it so much. In fact, I think it is unanimous amongst the three of us that St. Jean has been our favorite stop. The weather was perfect and the beach was not too crowded since it was late September. Just like a beach vacation at home in September, most of the tourists were mature couples or families with mostly pre-school children.
We stayed at Hotel de la Plague which was right on the beach. We had a triple room with plenty of space for Casey. The hotel was also right next to many shops and restaurants. Unlike the restaurants in Spain, these were more French than Basque and they all closed much earlier than the ones in the cities we just visited. Obviously, seafood was their specialty and I had the mussels in white wine sauce which were fantastic!
In the mornings we enjoyed the footpath that stretched 15 miles along the beach and connected St. Jean with the French surfing capital, Biarritz. We took long walks enjoying the crashing waves on one side and cute whitewashed homes with red tile roofs that dotted the rolling hills on the other side. After the long hot days in bustling cities like Barcelona and Madrid, St. Jean was quaint and relaxing.
We loved the old town with its narrow streets and compact hub located close to the beach. The town's claim to fame is the church where the wedding took place for the daughter of the King of France and son of the King of Spain since the town is located midway between Paris and Madrid.
The French influence was evident in the cuisine. Of course we started the day with a Nutella waffle at a small outdoor cafe by the beach and ended our day with a Creme Brûlée!
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