Time to go home. A start of day walk over the dunes and down to the waters edge. A Bay of Biscay morning beckons. Sophie leads the way but from time to time peers back to make sure she's not alone. Even the bravest diva needs some backup when facing an enormous ocean.
Back to greet 'The Font'. Sophie waits with what might pass for patience while we have breakfast. Four curly croissant ends are brought back to the room for her to savour. Some routines are inviolable. The chef has prepared some boiled carrots for her breakfast which are wolfed down.
Then there's time for a quick canine napette while cases are packed. 'The Font' observes that dogs and toddlers require three times as much baggage as their entourage.
Sophie seems to sense that her days of dinner time sauteed courgettes are over. She is reluctant to leave the bedroom and has to be 'encouraged' out to the car. Nothing as vulgar as check out here. Everything has been paid for in advance so there is no paperwork. The chef, the housekeeper and the cleaning lady all come to bid farewell to Sophie. LuLu biscuits are offered .... and enthusiastically received. How very French. As we head along the pot holed road that leads to civilisation a group of four, then a group of three jet black boar piglets run in and out of the fields of sea holly ahead of us. ' We'll be back' says 'The Font' with a chuckle. France is a place of hidden magic.
This looks like yet another fun new hotel opening but if you're travelling with a four pawed friend it would be hard to beat where we were :https://theroosterantiparos.com/
German online food shopping. The coffee from here is wonderful :https://www.dallmayr.com/de/