We walked about two blocks down, saw a walk street to the left and lo and behold, a church. We assume it was the one we were looking for. It makes us feel better.
The courtyard area was great, with lots of shops and a few cafes.
We got a recommendation for a good seafood restaurant and they did not steer us wrong. We debated sitting out front to watch the people go by but opted for inside. Instead they lead us to the most beautiful back patio. Wonderful vine canopy that was red with fall color, beautiful planters surrounding us, quiet and quintessentially French.
Mom got the whole sole and they filleted it at the table. I got mussels and of course pommes frites. France has the best french fries. I think our waitress panicked a bit that we didn’t know much French, she passed us off to the owner. He didn’t know much English but we managed. It was delicious. Oh, and I asked for a salad and they brought out the same thing we had the night before, with the celery root, beets, carrots and turnip. Yum.
We stopped by the little market to get a quiche for dinner and pain au chocolat for breakfast. We planned out what we wanted to see for the next few days and what was near each other to take advantage of the area. We have monkeys on the list. And storks too!
Mom is now falling asleep on the not quite comfortable couch next to me. Time to rouse her and off to bed. Oh, she loved the boggle I have on the iPad and the fact that we could have dinner music too. Even though I am truly unplugged, with no connectivity, technology is still nice to have around. Especially since we both talked about journals but didn't find any today. Mine is here. Voila!