Thursday 3 October 2013

Bretagne, en famille

Brittany is behind us, bringing a smile to my lips as I think of the stories yet to share.

 The sun shone on us, despite forecasts that suggested otherwise.

The Atlantic sparkled. The hills spread out in folds of velvety green.

The Kouign-amann was plentiful. The mussels straight from the sea. 
 We took to the narrow paths to walk the coastline and beaches. All to ourselves.

We swam, surfed, rock-climbed and rambled beneath mackerel skies.

In a barn at Plonévez, we ate crêpes oozing in salty butter and watched couples dancing Breton dances to our great delight.

A fest-diez, a traditional Breton knees-up in a barn, complete with bagpipes, crêpes and cider
And so, we are home from Brittany, remembering our time there with both sets of parents with great fondness.

I hope to find myself there again sometime soon.

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