So we’re on the road to Biarritz, decide to take a break for gazoil (diesel) and something to drink, and there it is…giant metal sculpture. Whoda thunk it? REALLY big.

   And right about now I broke my glasses. I didn’t bring a spare set, so I spent the rest of the trip with the bridge wound up with tape like an actor on the set of Revenge of the Nerds. Tres chic.