I took my bread and salad stuff down to the promenade so that I could sit and eat my butty as the sun had now finally come out.Īnd here right in front of me was a guy kite-surfing. I need to make further plans for the next few months.
#CINEMA STUDIO FURIANI HOW TO#
I picked up a couple of baguettes (one for tea) from a boulanger who knows how to bake bread properly, and then I headed off to the Tourist Information Office to pick up a brochure on holiday lets. What wouldn’t I give for an apartment in a block of flats over there? Preferably one that doesn’t have a hedge screening the view. It’s some kind of cabin cruiser out there, and that’s turned out to be a nice photograph, with Granville away there in the background. And with a decent zoom lens you can actually enlarge, crop and paste so that you can see what it is. There was something white on the sea away in the distance somewhere round about St Pair sur Mer. I’m sure that something will present itself. I shall have to go for another wander tomorrow and make suitable enquiries. It gave me an opportunity to examine the sea front at Jullouville though, and I noticed several apartment buildings, And it was a slow wander back too because I was feeling rather weary and had to stop a few times to catch my breath. Having refreshed myself appropriately and had a little repose, I headed back slowly up the beach, dodging the incoming tide. There is a downside to coming to live at the seaside, especially in the middle of the tourist season.īut I needed the break and to sit and relax. Instead, I went and had the most expensive coffee that I have had for a long time – all €3:00 of it. I was planning to creep in but there were too many watery ponds and loose rocks about and I didn’t really fancy the idea. Luckily the tide was still out at the moment (but on its way in, I noticed) and so I could find some firm sand upon which to walk.ĭown at the headland at the end of the beach were a few clefts in the cliffs. It’s quite hard work walking on loose sand (well, it is for me these days anyway) and so I headed down to the waterline, otherwise I might find myself in Dire Straits. and finding one or two things too by the looks of it.Īnd knowing what is washed ashore on the beaches of Normandy every now and again, they might be in for something or a surprise too one of these days.Īfter a kilometre or so, the promenade gives out and you have to descend onto the beach. They aren’t raking around for shellfish or anything like that, they are metal-detecting. Carolles-Plage is 2 or 3 kilometres down there (it looks a lot closer with the telephoto lens) and I enjoyed my visit there the other day when I was driving around.Īs long as the weather holds out, it should be a nice walk all the way down there and there’s a café, if I remember.īut I can’t leave here without taking a photo of the people on the beach? We saw a few the other day at Agon-Countainville and we weren’t sure what they were doing.īut there’s no doubt whatever about what these people are up to. But I didn’t fancy going for a walk all that way this morning. About 6 kms away, so they say, and maybe they are right too. There’s a good view of Granville right over there in the distance to the left. And although the weather wasn’t the best (whatever happened to the sunshine that greeted me yesterday?) it wasn’t all that windy, just for a change. It’s only about 50 or so metres to the promenade from here. and once I’d organised that, I decided to go for a walk. Instead, I had a few things that needed dealing with on the laptop. I wasn’t hungry this morning so I passed on breakfast. I must have been really tired, that’s all that I can say. I remember very little until about 06:20 this morning. … in the middle of Carry on Spying last night.It just goes to show you how tired I was.Īnd it was a deep sleep too.