Unaccountably dogs are not allowed in the abbey so Simon and P and B explored the town while Simon’s mum and dad went round the abbey. Simon bought a ham and cheese sandwich for Simon and P to share, a fanta for P and a bottle of water for Simon and B to share. Simon carefully poured the water into his had for B to drink. B carefully licked all of the rim of the bottle. Simon decided he wasn’t thirsty and let B have the water to himself.
There were even more steps in the abbey but it was well worth it. To be honest the main church was a little disappointing as there was little decoration but when you’ve seen all the rooms you get a sense of the splendour of the architecture. The cloisters were graceful with the thin staggered columns and the refectory with hidden windows and the crypt with its powerful supports . After meeting up we found a way down via the narrowest street only shoulder wide.
Simon’s parents took the shuttle while Simon and P and B walked. As it is holiday time Simon was after an ice cream and recommended Cancale but it was actually the centre for huitres and moules. There were only two ice cream shops selling sundaes so Simon settled for a crepe. B was able to practice his ball recovery skills on the beach leaping across small streams and valiantly killing the new ball.
P drove the scenic route home via the coast road seeing many converted windmills.
Pictures courtesy of Simon’s dad