A typical roadside attraction...
As we left Carnac, we had no real destination, just knowing that Tom wanted to see the rocky coasts of Brittany. So as he drove, I read descriptions of various towns along the coast that looked like central locations for daytrips, and came across Douarnenez. Like Monterey in its heyday, Douarnenez was the sardine capital of the continent, before the sardines went away to wherever they have gone. It has not one, not two, but three maritime museums. Before I completed the sentence I was reading, Tom knew where he was going.
We took a variety of small roads across the peninsula to get to Douarnenez, stopping in Audiern for Tom's afternoon coffee. We had expected to find a smallish town on what we thought would be the deserted and bleak Breton coast -- instead we found a very busy city with blocks and blocks of hotels and apartments.
On our way through the countryside, we came across this unexpected, and quite lovely ruin. Just like the French, the ruined church was in the middle of nowhere, but with a steady stream of cars stopping, and people taking photos.
My next task was to scour the various hotel guides for candidates. I had one in mind in particular, because it was two stars, but had wifi. When we rolled up in front, Tom was not impressed, but I thought we should investigate. He went in for the grand tour, and was very favorably impressed – quiet room overlooking the river and the town (which is across the river), and free wifi. Sold.
The hotel restaurant was closed that evening, so the owner recommended a place across the river, which was excellent, and quite reasonably priced. Tom had his plate of langoustines, and I enjoyed (what else, in the sardine capital?)sardines! And the hotel proved as comfortable as it had appeared when Tom first took his tour.
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