Thanks to the translation of Jasone Larrinaga Armiarma.com you can read on the web the story that Vladimir Nabokov put in Euskal Herria, The first love. It is known that Nabokov was twice in Biarritz on summer holidays, in 1907 first and in 1909 for the second time, and is a narrative built on the fascination that caused this second visit. A story that has a lot of autobiographical was first published by The New Yorker magazine in 1948. This re-reading

of a mature storyteller for a moment in his childhood is divided into three parts: the first counts the train journey from Saint Petersburg to Paris, with an illusion but without idealizing the past, such as the fake chocolate tablets that were in the restaurant wagon. The second is a costumbrist painting of summer eaters and professional bathers – “Euskaldunes muscular in black suits” – and also speaks of the Basque, citing that the word butterfly is called misericy. The protagonist of the third part is called Colette, a misfortune boy who makes the narrator feel for the first time his crush – “When I met Colette, I knew right away that it was real.” Beyond the interest you can read from the Biarritz Nabokov pen of the beginning of the last century, there is no particularly remarkable story because it has

no big arguments, nor a round ending. It can be said that it is one of the small works of the Russian writer, and yet the nostalgic tone of the narrative makes it a piece that reads very comfortable. Who doesn't want to think about times when we weren't too stained of life?