Fed up yet? Yes, didn’t think so.
We spent a considerable amount of our time inside the car, but we made sure we only went to the greatest of places. Since another considerable amount of time was spent hunting for and then consuming food, it won’t surprise you to hear that we bought a baguette at a local boulangerie and then drove about another twenty miles until we had found the perfect spot to have our little picnic. What I’m trying to point out here is the fact that we didn’t eat just about anywhere. Actually, we missed having our picnic twice because we were so selective about these places.
The one shown above was fabulous. What you see is a house towering above a tiny stone beach near a place called St.Pierre sur Port (maplink)We sat there in our street clothes and snacked on the baguette while people took dips in the rather cold Atlantic. It was quite probably one of the best places for a picnic you could ever imagine (and only if your imagination was really, really good).