• Elisabeth Fleming-Prot

Finding a bakery, walking the walls, and the beach!

Updated: Sep 10

We got settled in to our St. Malo apartment with its two sleeping mezzanines and its super convenient tiny market down the street. We explored the streets and alleys of the walled city.

St. Malo is a city from which many famous sailors departed, including Jacques Cartier who founded Quebec. Elisabeth was wondering why the walled city looked so familiar (besides knowing it from childhood), and it’s because it looks exactly like Quebec City. There were also many corsairs (pirates that worked for the government) who called this city home, and there is still a bit of a piratical influence to it, not to mention the extreme popularity of « marinières » which are the typical blue and white striped shirts.

The tide goes WAY out here, which is very apparent when you see how far you have to walk to get to the ocean when the tide is low.

Similar perspectives, one with water, one without.

St. Malo has little islands in front of it (the Grand Be and the Petit Be, and Cezembre), and at low tide you can walk to both Bes. There is a warning to stay on the island if you get stuck there by the tide—we imagine that happens quite often because the water does come up relatively fast if you’re not paying attention.

Claire and Steve took a walk along the ramparts and in the city.

Steve and Elisabeth walked to the Petit Be.

Steve explored, Elisabeth explored.

We did laundry. (Seriously though, having access to a washing machine is the only way to travel with reasonable luggage—especially if it’s hot—and don‘t forget your clothesline and your clothespins).

We found and excellent bakery on the first try (the pains au chocolat were yummy), and we have been going back every morning.

This morning Elisabeth thought we could all go for a swim at high tide. We did (mostly, Louise waded), but it took a bit longer to immerse ourselves since it was still a bit cool and the sun had not come over the tall buildings yet. But it felt good to swim in the Atlantic.

In the afternoon, Claire and Steve went back to the beach to swim, and Claire said, « the beach is great but how many bandages did we bring? ». She had cut the bottom of her foot on the rocks. Thankfully she made it home and Elisabeth had packed gauze and tape, so Claire’s foot was saved.

This evening we went out for a « nice »  dinner, and found a lovely brasserie specializing in seafood called « O de mer ». Extra points always if your name is a pun. Once again, sadly, there are no pictures of the food due to its deliciousness, and we were so full when we were done there were concerns about our ability to walk the 4 blocks home.

The table decoration-not edible.

We had Soupe de Poisson (fish soup-sounds ordinary but it had croutons and cheese and mustard that you added to the soup and that made it even yummier), Moules Marinières (mussels with a white wine and shallot sauce), Salmon with a citrus sauce and risotto, and for dessert Kouign Amann with black wheat ice cream (E&S), affogato (decaf, hopefully, L) and assorted ice cream(C).

We are not starving here in France.:)

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