Bill&Theresa: St. Malo, France

Bon Matin, France!!

It was busy at St. Malo!

This is our last port of call before being thrown off the ship tomorrow! Our tour started early, so we opted for breakfast in our suite room.

One of many "forts" on little rocky spits of land!

St. Malo

The city wall and someone in bronze.

We collected on shore after a tender ride to land, and met up with our group. Our guide was (obviously) a Frenchman, but was also soft spoken (not ideal for a walking tour). He led us through the streets and talked a bit about some history and such, and then we went to the Cathedral. He showed us where Jacques Cartier was interred after he claimed Canada for the French, including founding Quebec City. At least that’s what we think that was what he was saying, since some workers were moving scaffolding through the echoey church as loudly as possible.

The city wall, and the entry points (between the cylinders).

The wall and someone's home overlooking it.

One of many narrow roads.

A bit of a narrow building.

Inside the cathedral. Someone can't get the
pews straight!

One of the aisles.

A cute alley with a "bridge".

Fancy toilets in an ancient building.

The Chateaubriand...curiously not like my
dinner a few nights ago!

A fortress in Petit Be (little bay)

It was surreal seeing people with their windows open, and
we could see straight through the building.

A road by the sea wall.

The beach, and some sailboats. Remember them!

In the middle of the water there was a diving platform.

Most of these buildings seem to have a "French" style of roof.

There are three floors in the roof!!

Tall and thin!

Most things here were tall and thin.

Biscuits and butter!

Maison is House. So, "House of Pain!"
Actually, Pain is bread. But bread is...meh! :-)

St. Christopher, the patron saint of travelers. (us)

On the top of the tender home, with St. Malo flag!

An old bunker from WWII (before the Allies arrived)

It was a pretty little town, but much of it was damaged in 1944, and rebuilt with some updated methods. So, it still had the old charm, but not fully. After shambling along with 9 inch steps, he dismissed us with free time and to meet back in 45 minutes of so. We could not imagine needing another 45 minutes or shuffling back as a group, since we could clearly see our own way. So, we toured about 5 more minutes, and then headed back to the ship. We caught a (comparatively) huge tender and had it practically to ourselves.

Remember those sail boats on the beach? They sail!

St. Malo from the ship...at high tide!

Our butler seems ready for us to go, as he had these out on our return.

On the ship, we sat out on the balcony a bit, got 40 winks, and then headed to lunch. After lunch, we did some prepacking. We made it to trivia in time for our last few points, though we already had enough for a t-shirt and a deck of cards. (We took third, so a good way to go out.) After dinner, Bill worked on the puzzle a bit more, Theresa got a drink, and finally joined him at the puzzle for a short bit. We considered going to the show, but decided an early night would be more fun than a Beetles tribute.