Tag Archives: St Malo

Breaking down in France

It was rather noisy in our sea-view room. It was also quite warm. I suppose both problems could have been solved by closing the window and setting the air conditioning to -10 but it would have felt wrong. The experience … Continue reading

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2000+ kilometres

We’re going to miss Coco. It’s the first hire car we’ve ever named and the only one we’ll really remember. She has faithfully driven us over 2,000 kilometres across France and back again, sometimes with the roof down, sometimes with … Continue reading

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Unexpected favourite band

All the businesses that surround the place where our hotel is situated, have clubbed together and decided to have 15 DJs and lots of very loud music playing continuously all day. Apparently it was the same yesterday. I can only … Continue reading

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Heading down the road

Today was all about driving from Chinon to St Malo the easiest, quickest and pleasantest way. We managed it, with a rest, in about four hours. We returned the car without a problem and then headed across to St Malo … Continue reading

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St Malo

Saint Malo was born on March 27, 520. He is one of the seven founder saints of Brittany. He was probably Welsh. He was a bit of a traveller, who accompanied Saint Brendan on some of his voyages. It was … Continue reading

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Stilt women scare dog

It would be terribly remiss of me if I didn’t mention the toilet in our hotel room in Saumur. It was clearly designed by someone without legs. Imagine a cupboard and now imagine someone has plonked a toilet against the … Continue reading

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Little orphan granny

Bastille Day. I was greeted by the singing of three French youths on their way down to the beach for an early morning dip. I say greeted…I was lying awake in bed from 5am and they sang by at about … Continue reading

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All Aboard the Naughty Bus

According to Mirinda, our cabin was like a prison cell…if the prison cell had a flat screen TV, pink sheets and no window, maybe. On other trips, we’ve had a double berth cabin, which means I’m stuck pressed against the … Continue reading

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