Holidays...part 13

Friday

Paddling

Today we are 11 years married – wow!  Where has the time gone?

Today we had another quiet day around the campsite.  In the morning we went up to the pool which we had more or less to ourselves.  Of course it was all water slides.  Until Tom told me he wanted me to throw him in the pool as if he had been really naughty – I did this twice.  The second time he came up spluttering and splattering and said he didn’t want to do it again.  So back to the slides until he was shivering so much he had to call it a day.  It was blue skies but large clouds and when the clouds were in front of the sun it got noticeably cooler.

We went back to the cabin, did some preliminary packing (as usual we have to be out of here by 10am which is hard work when you are getting used to 9am starts). 

Us on the other side

We then had lunch which was everything left in the fridge with a baguette (we did a good job and managed to finish up pretty much everything we had).  We then went down to the beach for the afternoon.  We were pretty lucky in that the sky cleared for the time we were down there so we got some sun.  The tide was on its way out, meaning the spit of land we saw yesterday was almost accessible. 

Down the slide

After a couple of games of velcro tennis we had another look at the channel and found we could traverse.  Tom and I went first, the current was strong, but it was shallow enough (under my knees) so we got across no problems.  Matt seeing we had done it then had a go once Tom and I were back.

A couple more games of velcro tennis and we came back to the cabin, had showers, and got ready to go out to Concarneau.  We had decided to go back there for dinner today – to celebrate the end of the holiday and our anniversary.  Mainly though, we chose to return here as we had found a number of restaurants that do moules frites for children and Tom was desperate to have his own.

Splash!

We got there early, thinking we would have an early dinner and then go for a walk around the ramparts – hoping they would be lit up by then.  We went to one restaurant to be told they didn’t serve until 7pm (it was 5.30)  Poo!  When we looked at the other restaurants, they all looked empty!  So, we thought we would walk round the ramparts first.  It wasn’t to be – the ramparts were closed off for the evening.  It wasn’t going well!  We then decided to go somewhere for a drink to while away the waiting time.  We ended up at a restaurant, when we got served, we asked if they would do food – they said yes – yahoooooo!  And they did the children’s moules. 

So dinner was fantastic:

New favourite food

Tom was mega, mega excited to get his own bowl of moules and frites and did a really good job of eating it all up – it was a decent portion too.  His dessert was apple compote which came in a tube bag which tend to hold baby food – every strange, and although he complained to start with – he tried it and liked it.

I had scallops to start, a wonderful pork and cidre casserole with chips and some salad for my mains and a Breton galette / cakey thing for dessert.  I was in heaven.

Anniversary Cidre

Matt had soupe de poisson for starters, a pork bbq for mains with a baked potato (pomme de terre au fours – for future reference) consisting of sausage, belly pork / rib thing, and a smoked intestine thingy (not sure what it was neither of us had seen anything like it before).  He finished off with a citron cake / biscuit thingy.  He was pleased too.

All of this of course was polished off with a bottle of cidre and plenty of rustic bread.  My stomach is now moaning (stretched) with it all, but it was definitely worth it. 

We wondered back through the Ville Close, Matt took some photos of the ramparts in the evening sun and then we headed home.  Tom went to bed, we did more packing and are shortly off to bed ourselves, a great day to round off the French bit of our holidays.