Ahhh, The South of France. The first thing that comes to mind when replaying my week in Capbreton, is the delightful sensory overload. There were the smells of fresh baguettes, pine trees, and salty sea breezes. There was the feel of coarse natural sand between my toes and the sight of rose gardens, passion fruit vines, and bougainvillea pouring...

The Basque country was a revolving door of sheer beauty from the moment we arrived until the moment we left. San Sebastian (one of the three Basque capitals) is a large, coastal city occupying two large bays. In the hills surrounding the city are lush, agricultural villages all cultivating apples (for cider) and grapes (for Txakolina a sparkling...