Manoir du Vaumadeuc
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... could escape but Tom Tom found us an alternative taking us straight through the middle of a village as they were setting up the square for the market. Tom Tom has a penchant for excitement alright!
Our first stop was in the region of the Marie Poitevin, a low lying swamp that has been heavily canalised to enable access for farmers. Known as the Venice Vert (or green Venice) it is France's answer to Mandurah! The next day we headed for our ...
... above the drawbridge, and descended to the gift shop just in time. Jonathan bought more books, I bought a macaron! Such are our tastes!
It was straight home to Dinan then, well almost. We needed bread for dinner and deviated from the GPS lady's route to get it in the old town, and then she tried to send us driving down the Rue de Petit Fort to get home. Jonathan was having none of this - through a narrow arch ...
... up (jealously?!) at us on our fort. In the distance a ferry from England headed to St Malo port. Inland the dark clouds were rolling closer to the coast.
So of course we walked around the whole site and climbed to the top of the tower, and it was magnificent! Looking down it was like a perfect miniature fort, even the people looked unreal, everything was so neat and sharp in the sun. The gardens were planted with ...
... her head, and turns and struggles back down the steps. Only the handrail stops about two steps from the road, and there she falters, unable to get down. So I offer my arm and she hangs on and down we come. She is still hanging onto my arm as we head in the direction of the church and she asks if we're coming to mass. "Non!" Wouldn't know when to stand sit or what to do and I'm guessing it would all be in French. So she reluctantly lets ...
... hour, then back down to earth and down to base camp.
I took a few photos and found Darius a tin of caramels, as requested.
Later in the evening Jonathan dashed over the bridge to the patisserie for a baguette to go with the remainder of our chicken and salad for dinner, and a slice if flan for afters. It has rained steadily all evening.