Saturday is market day in Vannes and it is heaving with people.
But it all seems to be the same old stalls selling the same old stuff.
There are a few new shops round near the Cathedral including a jewellers dufresne. A simple bangle in the window catches my eye…I just can’t resist going in.
The jeweller promises me the clasp will not come undone. I say that is good as I’m always losing jewellery. I try on about 4 of the bangles before getting the correct size- sold! Well that’s half my tax refund spent :0)
I ask if he is OK for me to take photos- of course he says. I explain that I write a blog of my trips.
So if you are ever in Vannes please do visit him and say bikerbunny sent you!
I am always fascinated by a craftsman’s tools. The bangle he is working on had taken 4 hours so far. He says it is in his heart to do this work.
It is now past twelve. I need to find somewhere to eat before the tables start to get full and the restauranters do not want to give up a table to une personne.
I decide to try somewhere new.
Not my usual style, as its all bio and healthy, but it is also chocolate!
The healthy, slightly unusual, goats cheese salad…
Followed by a less than healthy chocolate brownie.
I feel really sorry for the mother of this rather naughty little girl, sitting on the table next to me. She makes a real fuss over not just her main course but her chocolate pudding too. I have to laugh when she refuses to give the extremely yummy caramel sauce a try, raising my eyes in solidarity with the poor mum.
After lunch a walk in the Jardins du Ramparts. As usual there is a stunning display of flowers
I do have to have a little giggle to myself at this couple who have brought their own picnic table. Although I guess its a step up from sitting in the carpark like Brits so often do.
Unsuspecting tourists do not seem to have noticed the giant spiders web….watch out!
After my walk its back on the bike and a short ride to Sene, to the large charity warehouse Emmaus.
They have cleared so much stuff since Sara and I were here in June.
This time I also go in the clothes and haberdashery store.
I really wish I sewed or did crafting, some of the stuff is gorgeous and so cheap. Old buttons, linens and all this lovely thick crocheted lacework trimmings.
But I leave empty handed.
Next stop it’s the beach: Pointe du Bill.
I haven’t planned this perfectly as have to change in the car park trying to use my bike to hide my bits! Not that easy, but better here than in full view on the beach!
I’m not sure what it is about this spot, maybe it gas great acoustics, but theres a random man playing the sax, right next to the car park… Weird!
I may not be fully prepared with my cossie, but I am with my new beach shoes…the stones and seaweed won’t bother me now.
There are quote a few windsurfers out on the sea, as it’s pretty windy.
After my swim, I sunbathe for a while, before heading back to Caro, following a curvy route that takes me a new way home.
This shrine catches my eye.
It’s been an enjoyable day #lifeisgood