Bonza Biarritz Barrels; Bloody Brilliant!

Just got back from my third surf in beautiful Biarritz; and couldn't be happier. Except if it was a little bit hotter. Last Friday we were driving home from St Tropez in the wet and cold, as I was preparing myself for another two weeks of doing absolutely nothing, not a fun prospect. We decided to stop by the Shire office to check if they had any news on how far away my passport was. The lady at the counter grabbed an envelope pulled out my passport;
"Is this it?"
I was so so so so so so so stoked.

10:00 am: Got Passport
1:00 pm: Celebratory Lunch now that I am French Citizen (and can finally work legally)
2:00 pm: Head to Train Station
3:00 pm: Get on Train to other side of the Country
1:00 am: Arrive in Bordeaux
2:00 am: Head to the clubs in Bordeaux
6:30 am: Get train to Biarritz
8:00 am: Arrive in Biarritz
9:30 am: Get out the board and wetsuit and head to beach.
= One Crazy Night

Spent the past two days hanging at the backpackers in Anglet just north of Biarritz; there are a fair few Australians around and all are here for the same thing, surfing. Also met up with Vincent my cousin with whom I'm staying with at the moment, sweet little apartement three minutes walk from the beach.

The surf here is pretty good; lots of beachbreaks with a fair bit of power, good size, but some hassling french crowds. Looks like its going to be an awesome summer,

Garrett in Biarritz;
(I'll post photos soon)