Six hours bobbing across the English channel had better be worth it. I am not the greatest of sailors and after overdosing on seasicky tablets I made sure I knew where every sick bag was located in the entire ferry.I needn't have worried - the ferry is a massive cruise thingy and hardly noticed the mild swell or the 640 vehicles in its bottom that should have sunk it. I like to look on the bright side.
So, arrived in Cheap Tobaccoland and set off via the marvels of sat nav to the undiscovered interior of Brittany for a weekend of Frenchy fun.
Unfortunately Pontivy was asleep on Saturday but there were plenty of Tabacs to keep my thirst quenched.
Apparently it is traditional to have camels in the street in St Brieuc!
Quimper was also very pretty - this the Cathedral de St Corentin...
Quimper also gave me a taste of French cuisine - yummy!
The river was full of carp who enjoyed l'hamburger - obviously not fussy eaters.
Old bits of Quimper city wall.
And then to Concarneau (Konk Carne in Breton!).....
Me on the wall at Concarneau. It was about 31 degs and me skinnies were cooking me legs!
Ville Close (Closed town) - a town within a fort within the harbour within the town of Concarneau - yes, really!
Loved this part of France - very similar to Cornwall and I now have enough medicinal supplies (l'vino) to last me until Christmas 2015. Bien!
Now...where next?
