Il fait chaud

I must make this quick. We are about to eat pain perdu (French toast) made from the completely dry baguette that was no good in the first place, plus we have a 11 o'clock cooking lesson with Jo, our host. He is going to show us how to make Breton crepes. Yesterday, we saw their beautiful potager (veggie garden), and he gave me a handful of strawberries because they are good for the "rheum" (my bronchial congestion).

It is very warm in the interior which is where we headed yesterday among the wilds of Armorique, and I am glad that we are staying on the coast where it is cool and the breeze is refreshing. We walked to view the sunset last night at 10pm! I just can't believe how long it takes for the day to end here. It really does feel like the end of the world...although that's a few kilometers to the west of us. 

Ah, this is the life I tell you! When I am an old and rich (ha!), retired teacher, I would like a little stone farmhouse with a potager and nature within walking distance. Our hostess is a retired teacher, so if she can do it, so can I!

For your viewing pleasure, I have many religious artifacts for you today including the natural formation of the Grotte de diable (Devil's grotto) accessible by slippery, rusting ladder rungs as well as carved stone "enclos" outside a church. Sometimes I think these ancient Christians had a bit of a sense of humor about these things (you'll see in the picture of what I mean). You'll also have the pleasure of viewing the church on top of the world: Mont St. Michel (no not the island).

Can you tell that I am groggy and tired today? My "rheum" has not left me, and I think today should include the obligatory siesta after lunch, or in our case, after crepe preparation. 

A bientot! (see you later)