We were admiring the French cheeses at Balducci's, our local gourmet market, when we were planning a week in Normandy. The cheesemonger noticed our interest, offered a couple of samples, and we started talking about the trip we were planning. We had plans for the D-Day beaches, and Mt. St. Michel. He said you have to go to St. Malo, just a little farther down the coast. The walled medieval city is largely intact, filled with shops, restaurants, residences, and dripping with charm. It was his hometown.
So off we went, we stopped along the way for a shellfish lunch. The slow drive along the coast was magical. The old walled city was absolutely amazing. I could live there.
That was a great trip, we rented a Gite for a week, half of a converted stone barn, rented a car, and had little agenda. A few things we wanted to see, but no set schedule. We went were we wanted, or where ever the little voices from Ms. Garmin told us to go. I look forward to going back, staying longer, exploring more.