Les Gens de Mer Hôtel-restaurant Brest

Sad parting this morning leaving the Corlesquet’s. They were a wonderful family and I only wish we were able to let to know them a bit better and help a bit more around the farm. Mami gave us a gar of her homemade jelly for the road - I could have almost cried! She took the blackberries (Muir) that I picked and brought them as a present (cadeaux) on the first day and made it into jelly for us ...

... as a way to bring back the old traditions and ways of life. He has also built a meat smoker and has a beautiful set-up for rabbits and chickens, a very large vegetable garden and apple orchard of multiple varieties. It’s great to see different set-ups and make my own plans in my mind about what I would like to do someday.

Later in the afternoon it was time to make crepes! Watching Mami mix and measure was a ...

... 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 ...

... for a drink and left for the port for diner. What a treat it was for me (I think Margaret and the kids where bored I think) but for me ... seeing those friends I had lost for years was amazing. We had a great dinner and an amazing night reminiscing on our old sailor’s tales and exploits. I will remember this night for ever.

... have gone and in their place is a beautiful visitor centre and modern shops etc... We went for a walk along the coastline to the very point of land called "the Pointe du Raz", at least to the last point possible to walk to. We slowly came back to the shops and had lunch.... crepes.... they are never better than in Brittany. While walking along we saw a large beach and Margaret wanted to know if we could get there. Once again people ask ...

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 ...

We got up early and loaded the car in no time, I must say that the kids are great and have been more than helpful it seems to be good for them to be away like this. As the car was packed we had breakfast just across the road in a cafe while waiting for the land lady to give us back our bond. Trust the Germans to be on time, she came in a 10am on the dot and I had to go back up the 4th ...

Brest (yes, pronounced like that), on the other hand, is not a beautiful city. It was destroyed completely in WWII and rebuilt in the 50's and since, apparently entirely out of concrete. The landscape around it is beautiful, but not the city itself. We got to the hotel Thursday night, ate dinner (in the French manner - three courses with wine and bread), and couldn't find anything better to do than walk around ...

... de L'Aber-Wrac'h af. Ook deze riviermond is ommuurd door gigantische rotspartijen, maar Lineke vindt haar weg hier tussen door, terwijl de golven uiteen slaan op de rotsen. We steken diep de rivier in om voor de eerste brug in het plaatsje Paluden bij de groene ton " Bega n Toul"een ankerboei op te pakken. De rivier oevers zijn wat vlakker en daardoor minder imposant, maar de hele kleine dorpjes geven het geheel een veel veiliger sfeer dan tussen de rotsen op de oceaan ...