Old Friends and Old Haunts

 Yesterday we left Quimper and drove along the coast stopping in Benodet for a stroll along the water.

Had lunch in Fouesnant and then found our way to Combrit to spend the night with an old friend from Anguilla, Philippe Kim. He moved back to France a long time ago (18 years ago or so he says but I don’t see how that is possible). What a treat catching up. Good food. Good wine. Good friends.

Today was early up (first alarm set in weeks) for the three hour drive back to Nantes. Returned the car at train station (750+km driven. Well done, Michael). Then 2.5 hour train to Paris.

Has it really been 22 years since we were last here? How is that possible either? But yes, we returned  from touringVersailles to rest, turned on the tv and saw the twin towers fall on 9-11. So yes, 22 years. We always thought we would come back. But life gets away from you. So many places we thought we would get back to or even to in the first place. To quote myself in the initial creation of this blog, “so much world. So little time.”

So again, travel when you are young. Or perhaps start traveling when you are as young as possible and continue for as long as you possibly can.

The view from our room tonight.