New Adventures
A year has come and gone since the last time I sat down to put a blog post together. We spent a very pleasant winter 2024 and spring 2025 living in California and tucking back into our old hometown life, seeing family and friends. It all passed in a whirl and although we had numerous wonderful adventures, I did not have the time or will to put them down and post them up. But now a new season is upon us and with it begins another French adventure for us. I've decided to invite you along.
Winter in the countryside can be a bit lonely. We plan to spend the darker months by the sea, in one of our favorite locations, Saint Malo. We found a lovely apartment to rent inside the walls of the old city. We were obliged to sign a lease through the end of June, so will be able to experience the city in its many moods. We will be going back and forth between Brittany and Burgundy.
If you've read the book or seen the movie, All the Light We Cannot See, by Anthony Doerr, you will have a sense of the historic port city of Saint Malo. The apartment we have rented happens to be right across the street from the house where Marie-Laure, the protagonist of the story, lived with her uncle and we follow her footsteps, a short walk out our front door, to the beach she liked to visit.
Saint Malo is a very busy tourist destination, and in the heart of town the shops, full of trinkets, make that abundantly clear; but we are in an out of the way corner, one block in from where the west wall meets the south one. It is a very quiet street and our building, although old like all the others intra-muros, has been completely reconstructed in the last few years from the inside out. We have a modern and clean entry, elevator and even a garage where we can park our car off the street. This is quite a luxury in this town of tiny cobbled streets.
I said that the buildings are old, but in fact almost all of Saint Malo was leveled during WWII. This devastation, 80% of the town flattened, was effected by the Americans, who some think mistakenly confused Saint Malo with the German stronghold of the Cité d’Aleth, a few hundred meters south.
After the war the idea was simply to clear the rubble and create a modern city, as was done in Le Havre and Brest, but in the end the citizens wanted to meticulously reconstruct their beautiful historic town stone by stone. This job, undertaken with amazing determination, lasted from 1947 to 1972.
On ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux
- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
(“One sees clearly only with the heart. What is essential is invisible to the eyes.”)






Soooo happy, like soooo many, to see you back! Following your adventures visually is always a treat! Thanks for doing this again! xx
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DeleteMoi aussi! Your posts light up the winter!
ReplyDeleteWow! I love seeing this. I love that book so much! it really is a beautiful place
ReplyDeleteSo happy to read you again on the blog ! I should have bet ... I should win. I know you and Rick are fond of St Malo and I am not surprised it is your destination for Winter to come. We do hope to meet soon. You will finish real breton people, even if St malo is "Haute Bretagne" where breton is not spoken any more. Rennes is not far away and nice to visit too. Eager to read you more.
ReplyDeleteDelighted to see that your blog has started up again!
ReplyDeleteMany thanks for your dedication and we are looking forward to joining you on your awe-inspiring adventures.
Gail=Muse for Google Identity… how stealthy…
ReplyDeleteI sent a welcome back message last week, but it disappeared…
so here I am a week later encouraging you to continue to enlighten and delight… thank you
As a friend of your friends, I too am delighted to have Sunday morning blogposts to read from you. Merci!
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