Formule 1 Dinard
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We had a bit of an early start today and headed down to Le Mont Saint Michel. What a miserable morning it was, it was cold, windy and raining. As we were getting closer the weather wasn't getting any better and thoughts of just keep going where at the front of our minds. As we came closer we could see Le Mont sitting amongst the mist and rain. Do we stay or do we go? We thought what the heck, we are here, it is just a bit of rain, photos won't be great but too bad, at least we have done ...
... down to the end of a board walk and looked out at the water.
Then we drove to St Malo and it had a medieval city in the city walls and we walked
And then on our way back to the car we stopped by the old prison.
You had to climb through and over rocks to get there and if the tide was high you had to swim. But we went there at low tide.
We drove to Plergeur. It took 4 hours. It is a good place.
There was a little swing set but it got destroyed, a dead bird and a badminton game.
We went to Mont St Michel.
It is a church and a lot of houses on a rock.
We went inside the church and got an English tour.
It took around about an hour. But in my case ...
As we were leaving, the lights on Mont St Michel lit up this amazing place and it looked magical.
We drove to Cancale which is a small fishing port well known for its amazing and huge oysters.
We were buying a dozen oysters (size 1, each as long as Greg's hand) fresh from the oyster farmers, for 5 euro ($7.50aus). People just eat them on the spot and the beach is strewn ...
... patiently trying to get them to notice the plaques and dioramas.
A few actual monks are still running around barefoot in the halls of chattering tourists, where once the silence was only broken by the clink of cutlery on the wooden tables. To think how much they had to forego to live this aesthetic life. And we tourists as a breed deny ourselves nothing, our minds, hands, mouths and feet are always grabbing at something. Is there room for silence within?