Bretagne aka: Brittany, Breizh

Sitting in a tent in the rain, listening to the radio and eating yucky (for a young boy) French cheese. Now that I’m older, I would love to revisit.

Last time my boyfriend came to America (from France) he handed me an atlas and told me to pick a place in France for our next vacation. I picked Bretagne. We spent three days there and it was amazing. The alignments of Carnac, the forest where Merlin comes from, crêpes, the ocean…

It was awesome.

don’t worry about B&B, there are plenty of choices

I lived in a tiny village called Lourmais – in Ille-Et-Villaine – for three months when I was 15. I stayed with a French family, who treated me to delicious local food, and went on weekend trips to surrounding areas. Breton dancing at the town hall every Friday night, and some festival in November (or December?) involving dancing and apple cider. Haha, my French was pretty basic for the first few months, so I didn’t always know what was going on, but I enjoyed it nonetheless.

In terms of sightseeing, my highlight was definitely le Mont St Michel. Amazing. I also loved Dinan, St Malo, and Fougeres. Breton towns and countryside have this strange, almost magical air to them. Something unidentifiable – there’s nothing quite like it back here in Australia. Hopefully I’ll get the chance to return, older, wiser, and with a better camera to capture Brittany as she deserves!

Remember going here when I was about 4 or 5. We were in a caravan at one of them holiday parks. Use to go and fetch the fresh baguettes from the baker on his wagon thingy in the very early morning. Ahh memories!