9. PATISSERIES GALORE AND THE GERMAN LADY WITH THE LITTLE DOG
I can't say either of us enjoyed sleeping in a chair on the ferry. A French lady wittering over the intercom woke us up with news we would soon be arriving in St Malo. I felt pretty gross. Luckily there were showers but I had to step over various sleeping bodies in order to get there.
Off the ferry we put Tandy back together attracting the attention of a British couple who had been speculating what had been in the bike bag. They'd thought some sort of sports equipment, windsurfers or something similar and seemed delighted that it was a folding tandem. They took photos, oblivious Tandy was no Bike Friday, instead a China crisis made of cheese.
We set off into St Malo where we spent a few hours looking around the old walled town. Oh and most importantly testing the produce from a handful of patisseries. Well it would be rude not to.
Catching a train from St Malo down to Nantes via Rennes gave us a head start incase of any more spoke related issues. Waiting for the train at St Malo we decided to sit out in the sun and brew a coffee using a mini silicon collapsible kitchen funnel and a paper filter (a substitute for a V60 for those in the know).
Once In Nantes we cycled to a campsite. It terms of campsites it was pretty plush, we pre ordered our baked goods for tomorrow's breakfast and to L's delight there was a crepe van. No sooner had we finished pitching the tent did a German lady with a dog arrive and drop her bags right next to us. Through the language barrier we gathered she was also travelling the same coastal route but was going a lot further, all the way to Spain...and on foot! She also gestured to having no idea how to put up her tent, so both L and I did It for her. I later wondered if this was a ploy and perhaps she got someone in a different campsite every night to do the same thing. We'd never know, but she seemed nice.