Paimpol

Thursday – Following breakfast we left our Saint Malo hotel and walked the half kilometer to the car, towing our suitcases over wet cobblestones and were fortunate that it wasn’t raining. Because of the uncertain weather we decided not to see the “Rochers Sculptes de Rotheneuf” sculptures made by a deaf-mute abbot between 1894 and 1910. Our first stop today was in the enchanting little town of “Saint Suliac” where little has changed in 200 years. No open shops so we continued to “Paimpol” for lunch. Not much choice there either with most restaurants shut. Finding our Air BnB on the outskirts was not easy with one end of the road closed due to road works, but we did manage to do so with a bit of back and forth driving and the GPS. The entrance is a muddy driveway hidden behind tall bushes, with the car slipping and sliding to the gravelly muddy carpark. Once there I unpacked and carried the suitcases and bags across the wet lawn whilst Sylvie waited inside. This evening, we had difficulty with the washing machine, an ancient thing. Highlight tonight a home cooked meal of soup. Lovely.Read more