Few days ago, I was driving in the Pyrenees and stopped in a charming village, Elizondo, Southern Spain. It is located in the community of Navarre, about 200 km away from where I was born.
The beauty of the landscapes made me forget I was car sick. When we arrived, I was happy to see the streets weren't too busy so I could take some photos.
Soon it appeared to be too hot so we decided to sit at a café. The pineapple juice we ordered brought me back some old memories. Maybe I'll write something about it... later.
Some lovely plants...
... and a beautiful balcony.
This made me smile. First, because my friend nearly fell over when she saw the size of the bra in the middle. Second, because there is clearly more than one standard of beauty in Elizondo, which is quite a rare but amazing thing to see nowadays. To me, there is no perfect body type. They are all unique, different and beautiful... women as much as men.
On our way back, we stopped by a forest, discovered a beautiful little river and improvised a picnic on its bank. We stayed there all afternoon, alone into the woods.
Merci à toi, Dame Nature.
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