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Published: July 24th 2011
Pont Aven is an attractive town of artists. It was the home of Gauguin and a lot of his paintings are of the area. The town is now full of art studios – and tourists. It has a pretty little harbour and river with water wheels. A lot of the houses are white plaster with large grey stone window and door surrounds, and a few thatched roof houses like the one we’re staying in. (Ours is a bit more modern and up to date on the inside thankfully)
The weather has not been the best for us, but I like to think it’s acclimatising us for home. We suspected it may be a bit wet here, as were warned by Adeles family, saw how green if was here, and every second stall at the market was selling raincoats. And sure enough after a few days it started raining, and has barely stopped. It’s a lot cooler here (between 15-20), and I’m having to wear every layer I’ve got as I left all my warmer clothes behind in London. It’s been perfect weather for getting the last burst of homework done, and for snuggling up under blankets on the couch and
watching the Tour de France every day. We’ve even found an English speaking channel here showing it, so now we really know what’s going on.
Despite the weather we did get out and about visiting both Concarneau and Quimper on a couple of occasions each. We also did an hour or so and lunch in Quimperle one day which was of no mention other than the best creperie we’d been to. It was jam packed of locals – always a good sign. We also did a day trip along the coast through
Port Manec’h and Kerascoet. Kerascoet was a tiny little village almost all of thatched roof houses. They had a coastal walkway covering many kilometres through the various villages and past the beaches. The beaches were lovely white sand but a bit wind blown and one we hopped out the car at had a particularly bad smell – something like a cross between dog poo, and rotten fish. I think it was the sea weed.
Corncarneau’s old village was on an island outcrop, and had a nice festive atmosphere with lots of buskers. The town had some sort of ladybird plague going on which got quite annoying
in the end. They were giant ones too. We also celebrated Bastille day here with a twenty minute fireworks display at 11pm at night.
Quimper was great for shopping (and sales are still on – bonus). It had heaps of boutiques and labels we hadn’t seen before. We were annoyed to find out (a day later) that James Blunt played a concert here in the evening we were there. We would have gone if we’d known.
Driving seems to have been a bit easier here. The signage is excellent, or maybe we are just getting used to it all a bit more. I didn’t realise that Brittany has it’s own language – very Welsh/Scottish looking, which is shown on all the signage. We are very much looking forward to returning this car, as the remainder of our trip will now all be by train.
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