This summer we don’t get much good weather in France. Two saturdays ago it was raining, and although the sunday was not raining the view up in the mountain was not very good. We went to Grande Sure in Chartreusse but due to the contrast between sun and the remaining wet weather the mountains were covered with fogs.
So when they announced canicule – heat waves – in almost north-west side of France, we picked up our phone and dialed the refuge de la Pra in Belledonne mountains to see whether they got place to stay for this weekend. It was tuesday and they were fully booked already. It was expected. Continue reading →
Finally to my disappointment the bookstore was not open and we did not have more time to wait before my train for Nantes left. I crossed my finger that I could find the book in Nantes. So we left Vannes, and Morbihan, and Bretagne. We arrived in Nantes around noon. Again Nantes was no longer part of Bretagne during this trip but it was historically – and I think most people would still consider it as – Breton. Continue reading →
The train left Brest at 12:36 and would normally arrived to Quimper at 14:17. This train served the west side of Bretagne. We had a little bit more than an hour in Quimper so why not visit it.
We rode our bike along the quai of Odet towards the old town. If you follow the story you must have noticed by now that in France or in Europe, the true heart of a city beats on the old town. Continue reading →
It was predicted that it would rain last night. I expected our tent to be wet but it was dry when we woke up. I have to excuse myself for my poorly written articles. I write in english to practice and practice makes perfect. We were happy that the tent was dry for we left Saint Malo that day. And yes, the previous random sentences were intentional.
We packed our stuff and left Saint Malo. It started to rain when we biked to the train station. We bought our train ticket for Saint Brieuc. Continue reading →
It was July 30, the first day of my awaited holidays. One of the perks of working in France is that your working place may be closed and thus you may be forced to take your days off during summer. I got two weeks. I wasn’t very enthusiastic due to deadlines and also because I just took a trip to Crete on June. After some considerations, Bretagne popped into discussion. First was because the furthest I’ve been in Bretagne was Nantes; and second was after several trash-talks, I fell in love with the idea of doing a biking trip. By bike I mean bicycle here. Continue reading →