As expected it rained its eyes out last night. By daybreak, most everything had drier out. My one man tent is amazing the way I can pack everything in out of the elements and still have plenty of room to sleep. Dried out only the ground cloth and bottom of the tent, packed up and headed for town. My new friend Geelre (tough to pronounce) and his wife, Flo, took me to lunch. From aperitif to French expressions coffee, our lunch was delicious and full of laughs. To my surprise they picked up the tab. Took the ferry over to the mainland and headed west at 14:15. Thirty miles through scenic countryside and villages brought me to Ploubezre. I met my Warmshowers host in town, Natalie packed my bags in her car and I followed her through the country to her here house. Just as I arrived her husband, Erwan, arrived, very nice people. They had recently acquired a beautiful stone house, stone garage and another stone building across the driveway. With plenty of land and forest (orchard included) along with the ancient stone buildings, they had landed in paradise. The place is in need of a near full restoration but they are in their mid thirties. I would have loved to have hung a shingle and worked on the place.
Until you have bicycled all day, you can't appreciate how nice a Warmshower is. An out standing dinner with great French wine and plenty in common, we carried on for several hours. The are both leaving early for work tomorrow and leaving me to lock up. Trust is never a concern with this Warmshowers organization. Off to the land of Nod.
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