Yesterday, while driving along the Emerald Coast, the symbol for a flat tire came on when we were 15 minutes from Cancale. I pulled over and checked all the tires and thought I saw that the right front tire might be a teensy-weensy lower than the others. We kept an eye on it all day but didn't see a change. This morning we stopped by the Cancale tourist agency and asked where we might get some air for the tire, because the gas station we stopped at on our way back home yesterday only had gas.
The young lady at the tourist agency told us we could go to Super U to find an air pump. We found it and added some air to match the left front tire, but the flat tire light on the dashboard never did go off today.
So that wasn't the only thing that went kind of haywire. Our plan was to drive to Dinard and walk around this medieval town center and just do our walk & gawk thing. We got to Dinard okay, but the traffic in town was crazy! I followed the sign for the paid parking lot, but couldn't find it. We even drove to the casino thinking it would, like St. Malo, have ample parking. No dice! Add to this frustration, tourists blindly kept walking in front of our car as they crossed the narrow streets.
We were in Dinard maybe 10 minutes and gave in. Okay Dinard you win! We talked about why we were struggling here when we could be sitting in the back garden in the sun listening to nothing but a breeze wafting around us. We could be exploring more of Cancale, meandering around its narrow streets and harbor. You know where this is going, right?
Right, we drove back to Cancale and made lunch from our Sunday market day and Super U shopping experience and enjoyed it on the back deck overlooking the garden and Mont St. Michel. After lunch we had a nap. It's not easy being us!
In the early evening after a light supper we strolled down to the harbor in search of something sweet and found a little ice cream shop. Then we walked down one of the piers to catch the evening light and take a few pictures of the harbor.
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| This WWI and WWII memorial is at the top of the hill overlooking the harbor. It's at the end of our street. |
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| The stairs leading down to the harbor or... |
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| ...up to the hilltop and the war memorial. |
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| This house is on the harbor wedged between rows of restaurants. |
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