Hotel Escale Oceania Lorient
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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... br> It was time to go home. We had to catch the ferry back from Le Havre at 12md on Friday. Between us and there was 300+ miles. Even though Will has performed really well it was too much to ask to knock out that distance in one day on a motorised razor blade. I'd already decided to split it over 2 days – Quimperle to Fougeres and then on Thursday to Le Havre.
I’d picked a really good ...
... bridges was absolutely brilliant, pleasure to be alive.
The only downside was skirting round the towns, The French love to stick a roundabout at every ****'s end they can think of and the real downer was the drone from the sat nav every 200 yards,"At the roundabout take the 2nd exit (always the 2nd exit), Rue de Charles De Gaulle"
Every sodding road was named ...
We decided last night that we would have another day with the Quentels. So after a fitful night's sleep and a morning's heavy blogging, Annie came and picked us up at 1pm.
When we arrived at their house Will wanted to see the river at the bottom of the garden. 'No problem, why not?' says I. I haven't been down to the bottom of their garden for 30 odd years and admittedly the ...
... us with coffee and Danish pastry. Will smiles politely but has his first taste of French conversation so I have to translate - not a problem, he's trying to remember what he learned in school to have a stab at talking to Li-Li. The years come flooding back, the first time I tried with him in 1974 and it takes a dog's age. He's trying to tell him how you get the pear in a bottle of hooch, Will thinks the bottle bottom is false.Annie returns, another coffee and then back to the ...
... main course monsieur?"
I'd spotted andouilette and knew from Bucko's experience it was **** in a bag, didn't want that. So by a process of elimination of disgusting stuff I went for 'langue de boeuf' - as did Will. Now I know that means beef tongue and I've had ox tongue at home, admittedly it was post war Britain, rationing was still on, it did come out of a tin, and my mum made me eat it, so thought cant' be that bad.
The salad ...