In fact, it is just exactly what you would imagine quaint little French towns to look like. I nearly jumped out the window, I just want to go and walk down those awesome little roads and explore the lovely gardens! And this village called Pontorson...I need to go there. I would go back to France just to visit that place. I'm pretty sure its like Disney movie, where the birds and mice are your friends and everyone sings and dances because life is a musical.
We arrived in the town of Rennes (pronounced, "Ren") late at night, and it had begun to rain. We didn't know exactly the location of our hotel, as the directions read something like, "Not far from the train station". We were slightly worried, but shouldn't have been because the proprietors had not lied to us. Citotel le Bretagne is indeed located just across the street from the station!
We spent a very comfortable night there, and were ready from some adventuring in the morning.
Our purpose in straying so far from Paris was based on a picture I saw in a travel guide while we were planning the trip. It looked something like this:
|Photo credit: www.tripadvisor.ca|
And, as Disney has instructed, I always follow my heart. SO, I did everything in my power to convince Brit that we needed to take this long and out-of-the-way trip to see Mont Saint Michel.
It wasn't too hard, seeing as she really wanted to visit her namesake province, where the monastery was conveniently located!
We hopped on a bus in the morning and enjoyed a scenic drive listening to the local radio which was playing some classic tunes...the likes of both Michael Jackson and Mariah Carey were heard.
|Regis is pretty stoked.|
And then...there it was.
|What a lucky monkey!|
|Hmm...the French Diagon Alley?|
The tidal island was first used as a stronghold in the 6th and 7th centuries. The construction of the village and abbey came later, but it has been an important place throughout history. Now it is a tourist attraction with a small segment reserved for a monastic commune. The population of the island sits at 41. I'm tempted to make it 42.
|This is me...REALLY excited!|
|Now I can die happy.|
There were SO many winding sidestreets and intriguing nooks and crannies to explore. I could spend a week just walking around.
We ditched the crowds and spent some time laughing on the deserted beach.
|Caught a few ZZZZ's.|
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