Novotel Arcachon

The dune du Pila

by Klod5

The dune du Pila is the highest of the world. Tourist site very frequented, there is always a lot world, especially the days where it is not fine enough to go to the beach to bathe. The natural site to been arranged, not to suffer the number too important from tourists, and also to put to the merchants of the temple to take advantage of the godsend.
Wait therefore for yourselves at a parking lot, obligatory and paying, has boutiques of memories, drinks and sandwiches, before which you will be obliged to pass to return you in top of the dune.
The ascension is not difficult, I even achieved it with people to reduced mobility, without problem.

Church

by bugulma

Sorry, I forgot name, but if i remember rightly, the name is St Catherine, who is protector of the fishmen. It is situated in the southern part of the town. In the day I was near by there was wedding process and I couldn't get in.

Moscow - Arcachon

by Kuznetsov_Sergey

I have taken advantage of this circumstance, have passed about kilometer from the central part of a beach, and I appeared practically in loneliness. When up to the nearest person remains more than 100 meters, I have took off swimming trunks and rushed into an ocean wave! To be stunned! The purest sea water has absorbed me, and I for some time have grown dumb with delight! For the sake of it is necessary to live and come here through almost four thousand kilometers! I tested such a pleasure last time almost twenty years ago on a deserted beach of Pizunda.

When we overcame long enough rise through a dune, a prospect of a sandy beach and boundless ocean opened, it was intercepted my spirit! Here it is a scale! Baltic dunes and beaches do not go with this magnificence to any comparison.
Unless it is possible to compare some tens meters of width of a beach in Jurmala with a beach of Arcachon in width some hundreds meters. And this beach reaches along a coast tens kilometers up to Bearitz on a border with Spain! Accordingly the density having a rest of tourists was very quickly reduced up to zero.

An excursion to Atlantic coast was waitng for us after Bordeaux. I never heard earlier about such a place as Arcachon.
For the tenth day of our travel we had already been tired enough by various impressions, therefore a prospect simply to be expiated in the sea seemed us very tempting. However the reality has beaten all my expectations.