Hotel Oceania Brest Centre Saint-Malo

... look at the bag and the attendant rigged up a toe strap to go around the rack. C’est ca!

Good ride today. No sun, but no rain either. Hilly, but hey are long and gradual. Both of us are a little out of shape after 2 ½ weeks without riding and too much bread, farz, pain au chocolate, etc., etc. We are heading towards the Nantes-Brest Canal which should be a nice ride. About 4-5 days ...

... the area searching for food. When the family saw them coming all hid, but when the soldiers began removing the bread they all came out yelling at them to stop. Thinking that they were under attack the soldiers fired wounding her two brothers and killing her father…

We spent a morning with Mama and Papa learning the finer aspect of diary farming - all en Francais! Still, it’s amazing what you can ...

... of time.

The whole town is dedicated to Australia. Each street name, sign and restaurant had something to do with down under. Driving down Melbourne Street, seeing the memorial and seeing the Victoria School, where, marked in large writing is 'n'oublions jamais l'australie' (best translated by: let us never forget Australia) are vivid memories I won't forget, and I have my host family to thank for that.

The drive home was seemingly long but very worthwhile.

... the hotel in the industrial district of Brest. Then we got bored of sitting in our hotel room so we left and went to the aquarium. The are fishy’s in the Aquarium. I don’t have much to say about Brest. Apart from this.
I went to a place called Mont Saint Michel AND I GOT A SWORD!! It is so cool! So Brest was good and nice. But you might want to tune in for my adventures in Normandy.


Bye bye!!!

After last night I got up quiet late and we went Josh and I went to Christophe to copy some old French movies on DVDs for me to take back home at the end of the trip but we run into a trap as I was told we were expected to have lunch with them. So I went back to the hotel to ...

... event as the French played like **** following their tour of New-Zealand. Anyway I ended up getting a lot of sms (not the supportive kind). I had the time to have a nana nap and we all got ready to go out for dinner. We reach Christophe's Easy day late morning and we watched the game France versus Australia then we went to ...

... I deliver ... in no time we are back in the car and on our way the bay of the trespassed. It got its name because every time a ship got wrecked along this coast all the dead body would wash up on this beach. We spend the rest of the afternoon there and watched the sea and the surfers trying to get on waves... the biggest being about 6 inches high. What a laugh. As it was getting late we went back for dinner at the hotel and a good night sleep.

After packing the car we went on the port for the "petit dejeuner" and we took the tourist drive toward Brest to be closer to my friends. We found a hotel called Oceania with a swimming pool (do not get excited as it is only 3ft deep) design for English tourist in mind. But the rooms were nice and large so all in all not a bad choice but for the location.... the local industrial estate. Anyway ...

... to check the apartment with her. Anyway we finally got on the road and made our way out of Paris quiet fast and got on the freeway at a cruising speed of 150km/hr. The further we got from Paris, the sicker Margaret got so we had to find a hotel quickly. After a few phone calls we arrived in Camaret sur mer, a lovely little sea port on the Brittany coast and stayed there for the night.

... and reading books. We went to play tennis in the afternoon. after we went to the sea to dip our toes in, kind of cold like Lake Huron at the end of June. Sunday we went for a very long walk along the coast and then lazed around some more. We left around 9:00 so we got into Rennes at 11:00. It was a very fun weekend.