This past weekend we went to the coast of France. To Les Sables d'Olonne, a town right along the coast of the Atlantic ocean.
The grandparents place of my host dad: Les Sables d'Olonne
We stayed at a great house right on the shore of the Atlantic. It was beautiful. We layed on the beach, rode our bikes and even took a stroll through the town center. Everyone was enjoying the sun, surfing and having a great time. 
Guilham Havet and I at the seashell wall: Les Sables d'Olonne
Walking through the town was great, there were many stores and restaurants. We walked down a street that had a ton of art made solely out of seashells. I even caught a glimpse of the artist working on a seashell border around a window. Most of the buildings were very old and made of sandstone. Most of the streets were stone and some of them even a European car wouldn't fit through.
The mother of my host dad was very welcoming. She made great food that was mostly fish. Some of which I had in a jello-like form. She and I got along very well, she knew very little English but we still communicated very well.
It was so relaxing at the end of the day to sit down with a glass of wine on her front porch and look out into the endless sea and admire the color contrast of the ocean. This is a very rare thing for me to do and I appreciated it immensely. I am very thankful to my host family for bring me to such a beautiful location.
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