Nothing quite tests your French like trying to tell you VRBO hostess that you had to book the room for three nights but you only wanted it for two, so you are leaving now! With that behind us, we get our rental car and head for Concales (about a seven mile drive). It’s a quiet little town on the top of a bluff with a hiking path along the coast. Off in the distance, we can see Mont Saint Michelle. At the bottom of the cliff, it looks like there might be a sidewalk cafe. It looks like a great place for lunch on this uncustomarily warm calm day. It’s a short drive, but as we get there, we realize that around the bend is the other non-quiet part of Concales with about a hundred sidewalk cafes, amusements, street vendors, etc.
Ferme de Vent is our, once a trip, luxury stop. Each Klied (apparently an old Britanny word for shack or shed) has its own personality. They are all rustic-modern. We are encouraged to walk the grounds and see the vegetable gardens where they grow all their own food. The restaurant is closed on Mondays, so we have our meals in our room, at our little rustic table. The meals come in clay pots that we heat up in our ultra modern convection oven, so quaint! We had to put in our order for breakfast before dinner, so when it arrived, we had forgotten what we ordered, but I don’t remember ordering a glass of green juice. Not really sure what it was, but I’m positive that it was good for me!
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