. Anne thinks it's crazy that he loves doing it, and hates that their camping van has become a work van (which he will be made to clean before they go on holidays in a couple days), but he loves it. For him, it is more of a social time where he can invite other people to come and join him. He reminds me of my Uncle Walter...He has the same laugh too.
Anyways, Jess and I had planned on going to Dinan because we had heard amazing things about it. But most of the people in the house had said that St. Malo would be better to see than Dinan. Yves disagreed however and said he preferred Dinan. We did a little research and found out St. Malo was more of a resort town and Dinan was more historic, and we prefer historic. One of the mornings when Yves was going to work on his house, he offered to drive us to Dinan. We weren't really sure on how to get there, or if it was too much of a hassle to get there, so this settled it for us and we would go to Dinan. Yves dropped us off at the Dinan tourist office and we planned to meet there again in about 5 hours. Dinan is a medieval town and port of the Rance River. Many former dukes of Brittany had lived there, and it is very well preserved. It also has the longest ramparts in the region, over 3km long! We went on our own walking tour layed out for us on a map we got at the tourist office. Very cool town. Beautiful half-timber houses like in Colmar, old towers and churches, and narrow cobblestone streets full of shops and a few musicians playing Celtic music. We followed a steep cobblestone road down to the port where we saw two stone arch bridges. One bridge was about 250ft above the river connecting the hills on either side of the valley
. The best part however, was the castle. We debated going into the castle because it looked more like a tower with an average view. But it was only 1.90 Euro, so we went in anyways. It turned out to be the sweetest part of the whole town. The castle had four levels to explore, with a sweet view of Dinan from the top. But we could also go inside the keep to see where prisoners were locked up. There were also military sections to explore, and a small museum. We were not used to getting such good deals in France!
We met Yves right on time at the tourist office and relaxed in the work van chatting with him all the way home. You were right Yves, Dinan is wonderful!
Yves is a man of all trades. He wore many hats while we stayed at his home, but he makes a living as a physiotherapist. We were treated to some amazing meals from Yves, and he taught me how to make flakey pastry. There was about three or four times that Yves would go a little bit out of his way to drive us to the train/bus station. He is a very kind and handy man. The kind of man who would not feel right if he didn't do a good job at whatever he did. When I asked him for a zip-tie to fix the strap on my water bottle, he came back with pliars and a wire. He wrapped the wire around the top of the water bottle but it wasn't quite tight enough for his liking so he went and got another wire. Yves has been fixing up a house near Dinan for close to ten years now. It started as a hobby for him, and he still loves to do it. Everyday Yves would leave early in the morning to go to, what I thought was work. Half of the time he was going to his physiotherapist job, but the other half was his fixer-upper house