At the café du dragon noir in Malestroit.

Maria lives in Hong Kong but she was flying in to Nantes from Porto where she’d been to a wedding. We drove to Nantes to meet her planning a pleasant drive along the coast, hoping for a walk on a beach along the way. Unfortunately it poured down all the way. When we reached Nantes the cloud base was quite low and it was raining quite heavily. We watched her plane on flight radar clearly on hold and then coming in for an approach, and then aborting at about 1300 feet and heading off at a great rate of knots diverting to Bordeaux. D’oh! So we drove back to Josselin as it was getting quite late and Pauline had a meeting that night. Meanwhile Maria’s flight refueled and came back for another go, this time successfully. She ended up staying the night in Nantes and getting the train to Rennes the next day and then the bus to Josselin arriving a day late but bearing gifts from Porto.

Very nice too.

The next day was still a bit rainy so we set off to L’univers du Poète Ferrailleur, an indoor/outdoor museum of funky art not far from Josselin. It’s similar to the Lost Gypsy in Papatowai. Both are well worth a visit if you’re either in Morbihan or the Catlins.

The outside parts of the museum.
Pauline inside one of the wonky buildings.

I particularly liked the 2cv of course.
Inside there’s  a collection of machines made from found things, mechanized so if you push a button they spring into action.

After the museum we stopped by at the café du dragon noir in Malestroit as it was still very much an indoors sort of day.

It was a café dedicated to games, when we walked in the proprietors were all busy playing and we were the only customers but they were very nice.
Inside the café. Nice place, I’d definitely go back.

The next day was a lot sunnier so we drove to Locmariaquer which is a small coastal town in the Gulf of Morbihan and walked along the coast a bit. You can get a boat tour around the gulf, Pauline and I did it once, it was great. Very pretty part of the world.

Locmariaquer in the distance there.

On the way back we stopped in Auray, one of our favourite little towns.

The port of Saint Goustan, Auray.
Saint Goustan.
Saint Goustan from the other side!

Pauline has known Maria since she was a baby, it was very nice for her (and me) to be able to spend some time together. Thanks very much for dropping by Maria, it was a very nice couple of days.

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