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... we counted only 4 people on our walk) I popped into a creperie to try the local buckwheat crepe. I ordered one with the lot - egg, ham and cheese. Not bad but doesn't match up to anything I have had at Manison du Scooby of late. Last stop in Vitre McWifi to upload our blog!

... and that was that - and quite enough too. Before leaving on Sunday afternoon we took a boat trip along the river, a pleasant way to pass an hour or so although if I was to quibble I would say that when booking a ninety minute trip we should perhaps have been told that we would spend 10 minutes in a lock going one way and ten minutes in the same lock going back. 16.08 09 F/Passion Mas Del Perie N44 24'45.1" E1 22'36.5" Mme Marie-Rose Ortalo, nigneron, was quite ...

> > After a rather rough night sleep in the rain we set off with > Dominique giving us a lift to the edge of the motorway heading to > Rennes. After a considerably short time at the side of the road we > were picked up by another french guy who offered us a lift 50km up > the road. We decided it would be best to get dropped at the furthest > motorway service station rather than at the side of the road, > however after several hours we began ...

... 6-0, 6-0. But we have smiles on our faces, and Janice and I hold our head up high knowing that we were able to take a couple of games to duece. : ) ... Once the French have asserted their dominance, we switch up the teams. Franck and Asher v. Vincent and Janice. ... And then, things get ugly. Vincent seems like a very nice man. But underneath the surface, there is a vicious monster of a beast, willing to do anything ...

... interogating Franck and Sandrine, asking them about their American experience. What did they enjoy best about Sacramento/San Francisco? What were the biggest differences they saw between our countries? Any negative experiences? ... We learned that their largest surprises were our very overweight population (they were shocked to see that some need wheelchairs to move), our huge streets and freeways, how often it seemed that we eat out at restaurants ...

... and so that Franck can let Janice and I in to play some indoor tennis. Its great fun to finally be able to see Franck and Sandrine. They are just as we've imagined them to be. Fun, outgoing, nice, ... and easy to enjoy a laugh with. We both exchange compliments with one another's homes/cities/countries, and tell our minor horror stories. Nothing bad on either side ...

... divorce, money ... its an enlightening time. My goal in tennis was to make him sweat at least a little. Last time, even with Janice and I tag-teaming him, he left us both exhausted and out of breath and he looked like he had just stepped out of the shower, fresh and cheery. ... Today, at least, I was able to get him to run around a bit. : ) It also works out wonderfully ... his daughter, a very bright and happy 18yr ...

... the produce. Great. More delays for the people behind me. Thankfully my card swipes ok, but then it dawns on me that I forgot the grocery bags at home ... I've already overspent on groceries so I just load them all back in to the cart and figure I'll drive them loosely to the house, its not far away. Sweating now from the stress of searching for ingredients in the store and all the problems at checkout. Walk out and try to open ...

... river locks or 'weirs' (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weir) . I've seen these on TV, but never in person. They are awesome. Very neat old Chatteaus along the river. Beautiful. Our arrival in Menil ... we see an old ferry system (pulled across the river by hand!) that has been kept functioning since the 1500's (or some really old time like that) when the church nearby was first built. We have great fun trying it out. Amazing. We struggle to order some food at the local creperrie in ...

Le retour fut assez rapide pour une raison simple : quand on ne trouve pas de lieu où planter sa toile, qu'il est impossible de dormir dans la voiture ou sur une plage, qu'on a perdu du temps dans les embouteillages monstrueux autour de Milan, il reste une solution :ne pas dormir. Nous avons donc roulé pendant 20h, de Venise à Laval, avec un arrêt et un changement de chauffeur environ toutes les 2h. Résultat, 4 personnes fatiguées mais rentrées à la maison une journée plus tôt que prévue.