We were up at 8:30am, apparently the jet lag was starting to wear off. Franz had already been up and down to the local bakery for fresh baguettes and croissants! We soon learned that we better go to bed when Franz did, because he’d be knocking on our bedrooms doors bright and early every morning from that day on.
After breakfast we headed to Vannes for the open market. Vannes, France is AMAZING! It’s like stepping into a storybook or fantasy movie. There is so much detail even in the signs, so much color, and so many historic buildings to visit! If you ever get to France, I’d definitely recommend Vannes as a place you really need to add to your itinerary.
We had crepes for lunch in a little underground shop that served some great hard cider. It’s the first I’ve ever tasted, and had a crisp sweet taste that I loved. After lunch we drove down to the beach. True to the season it started raining as we were turning around to walk back to the car. We ran for cover and sat beneath the overhang of the only building on within running distance, which happened to be bathrooms built to support tourists during the summer months. They were locked up, but there was enough space near the doors for four sodden people to huddle and laugh about their predicament.
On our way back home we stopped at a coffee shop, slash bar, for warm drinks to drive the last of the cold wind out of our bones. To our pleasant surprise there was a big black bulldog mix that apparently belonged to the shop owner who patrolled from table to table like a miniscule waiter to check on each customer. With big brown eyes like that, I’m sure he got more tips than the woman who brought us our coffee, but his tips came in the form of tasty tidbits and admiring pats.
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