I stayed two extra days in Hossegor to see a regional championship Pelote (Jai-Alai) match. Pelote (pronounced pull-et) is the sport of the Basque Country and it's marketed as the fastest sport in the world b/c the ball can travel up to 200 MPH.
I first saw a Pelote court on my way to Burgos, Spain and then saw a lot more once I hit Hernani. I told myself I need to go see a match. Most of my traveling has been about the destination, so this time I decided it would be about an event.
I've seen the sport on TV, but it's hard to get a grasp of how fast the speed the ball travels and the whip sound that's made by the player thrusting the mit to the wall. It reminds me a little of hand ball meets tennis meets 500 hundred (a game we played as kids where dad would throw up a baseball and put a certain value on the ball depending on difficulty, goal was to get to 500).
The even itself was a great experience, but what I didn't account for was the time waiting for the match. Hossegor is sleepy little beach town with a Cali vibe. I got a chance to relax catch up on my blog and other little tasks that you have to get done but put off until you're able to sit still long enough.