Brittany, France - Part 1, Carnac and the Beach

We are on some kind of travel high these days - even bigger than our baseline pace - given the ticking clock counting down our time in Europe. As such the pressure is on to see and do everything remaining on our list. It seems we left the most ambitious road trips to tackle last. Two weeks ago for our weekend getaway we drove to Brittany, France. Not that it is one of the top tourist spots in France. But hey we traveled to every single other French region so we couldn't possibly leave this beach scene out!

We drove horizontally across France to the west coast and on the way we made an all out push to make it to the Caen Memorial Museum. Alas, we just missed entry by mere minutes. It is the best WWII museum in France - and also the priciest. So we saved our euros and snapped this photo outside with the cotton candy clouds.

We kept up our car's momentum and crossed over from Normandy to Brittany as the winter sun set over fields of snow. When I see shots like this one I always hear Cat Stevens singing his "Moonshadow" song in my head.
The Saturday started bright and early as we drove from Dinan to Carnac in the far southwest part of Brittany. This coastal town is home to hundreds of huge stones in the "Field of Megaliths" that date from Neolithic times.
Carnac was a kind of French Stonehenge. There are 2,732 of these stones and much debate to their original purpose: astronomical or religious significance? burial sites?
Whatever their purpose we found them interesting. Connor enjoyed checking them all out.

Football field after football field of boulders lined in three neat rows...
Connor and Kirk discovered a "house"
This photo below reminds me so of stereotypical Brittany. The hint of purple and the harsh, stout vegetation...with the feel and scent of beach in the air.

Connor found this palm to sit in. Couldn't help humming "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands" and "He's Got the Little Bitty Babies in His Hands" as she found her sweet spot.

Next the port town and white sands of Quiberon...
The beach was deep and wide and we hopped all around in the sand. I can only imagine how loved this sand strip is during the warm weather.

Need I say more? Our beach bum had a ball and kept asking for sunscreen while calling out "Hey Dudes! Let's go Dudes!" I have no idea where the "Dude" phrase and context came from. It caught us by surprise. Connor keeps us laughing - this time in Brittany!