Samedi involved a trip to Saint Malo. If you don't know (which to be honest, I've not got high hopes for you knowing), Saint Malo is a town by the sea. It consists of a small walled town, complete with cathedral, cobbles and shit tourist shops. It also has a beach.
The day commenced with meeting at the station. This plan was flawed. The majority of the group made it onto the train with no problems. Then came the panic. 4 of the group didn't arrive at the same time as us. Now, because I know you definitely won't know this, Rennes station is stupid. You have to go upstairs to get your ticket, then go down to the platforms from there. But, not through the door through which you can see the trains. This is a lie. It was almost humourous (sorry Victoria and Derek, but it was) watching the panic on their faces. Derek went to the 'Lost & Found' to buy his ticket, to be told that he had to purchase it upstairs. Seeing this was priceless. Anyway, we all arrived there. Eventually. I'll be honest, it was a bit of a disappointment. The first thing we saw was a building site. Followed by an abandoned train station. Lunch involved a galette (I'm getting pretty sick of these now) followed by a crepe. And then the hunt for Saint Malo began. We fathomed it out, eventually. But, it was miserable weather. We got there, and it is a tiny walled town, with a beach attached. That said, I'm sure I would have appreciated it had it been nicer weather, but as it happened, it wasn't. It's full of shitty tourist shops, and it's overpriced. I did, however, like the cathedral. It was pretty quite cool. As cathedrals go, anyway.
In other news, I bought Harry Potter in French. Or Arry Potteur as he is called here. I intend to read it at some point.
Drink probably happened in the evening. As per.
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