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Ibis St Malo La Madeleine

La Madeleine
35400 Saint Malo, France +33 2 99821010
www.ibishotel.com

... because we did not understand their map. When we booked in i asked about getting to Mont St Michael the receptionist told us there was only one bus a day and it did not return untill after our train was scheduled to leave to Paris tomorrow..another dissapointment. We could not book in untill 4:00 so we left our bags in the luggage room and walked along the beach to the old part of town, which was an ...

Arret d'une heure à St-Malo.

Cinq minutes après s'être stationné...il commence à pleuvoir. Mais jusqu'à là, ca allait.
Apres un certain temps, je réalise qu'il a un Énorme nuage d'une couleur douteuse qui approche un peu trop rapidement. 30 secondes apres avoir fait le commentaire, gros tonnerre et ca commence à tomber et même à grêler....

Fait du séjour à St-Malo...

Sunday we drove 2 hours to Bretagne (or Brittany) to Mont St. Michel. There is an abbey on top which began construction in the 700s. It's very old and medieval. There were a ton of steps we had to climb up, but once we got to the top, it was well worth it. The views were picturesque ...

... 19th century viaduct spanning high above the port. It was beer o'clock so we found the old towns bar street and settled ourselves down on one of the outside tables. We tried two local beers a Picon and Affligate. Picon a dark beer but tasting like it contained lemonade (hmmm not sure about that one) and Affligate which was like a blonde Leffe - this was a good choice ...

Moules, Moules, Moules eveywhere. As we drove towards our next desination the road was littered with stalls of mussels and oysters, infact this region produces 4,000 tonnes of oysters annually...guess what is on the menu for lunch! 1kg mussels and 1/2 dozen oysters for the princely sum of 6 Euro. Can't say we are missing ...

We arrived in St Malo at 8am Sunday morning, and waited in the departure lounge for about 3 hours untill aymericks friend eddy turned up.
Playing out guitars in an empty terminal, hungover, eddy finally arrived and we drove down in his make shift old banger of a mobile home van. Eddys family are beautiful, he has 3 great kids and a beautiful cottqge in awsome village.

... driving behind a big tour bus and we knew our alone time was over. Apparently this area is a popular field trip spot for french kids. great. So we walked up and skipped the visitors center for obvious reasons and walked to the cemetery. To get to it you walk through a big memorial and they had church music playing through speakers which made me all emotional when it opened up and you saw all the white crosses that seemed to go on forever. It was really ...

... it sounded like. My ticket had cost me €1.50, with my Interrail ticket. While I was searching for my ticket, I had the perfect opportunity to stash my Interrail ticket and other valuables into the relative safety of my trouser waistband. If they got to my trouser waistband, I was going to be in too much trouble to care about a few credit cards and a passport. If you take my meaning. The guy looked at my ticket, and unfortunately noticed the ...

... and on the beach. Found some shells and I gave most of mine to Chelsea. Nick found a sponge. Our room was ground floor and we had to open windows for air. The bathroom had very strange wallpaper with naked girls. Tub, sink, toilet and bidet were purple. Pictures exist of me and Chelsea washing shells in the bidet. First night of decent sleep. Trip is going well. Donna and Marie Claude shared a room! War between US and France imminent!