Again I find myself one day behind in my updates. Yesterday we didn’t ride, but instead borrowed the car and a crude map and made our way into the city of Nantes to find a sporting goods store that would carry bicycle clothing. (We’d like to find some French cycling jerseys to bring back as souvenirs). There is nothing in Châteubriant that we can find, yet we see groups of cyclist going by wearing an attractive jersey that lists a few local businesses and says “Châteubriant” clearly on the back of the jersey. It must be the colors of a local team or club, but unlike many American shops that sell jerseys with their own team or store logos the shops here have nothing to offer. They have to come from somewhere…
The large store in Nantes did indeed have jerseys, but nothing out of the ordinary. The typical professional team’s jerseys, and some nice (but plain and unmarked) jerseys, but nothing that would be remotely connected with this region of France.
Admitting defeat we walked around another part of the mall in Atlantis, and had a coffee while watching a carousel spin children around in the middle of the mall. It was quite clever in that it had several moving parts within its structure; a rocket ship that blasted off and then floated back down, a mini-Ferris wheel that consisted of small airplanes and an upper deck as well. Included is a photograph for your amusement.
The other photo is from the cemetery we visited near St. James a couple of days ago. There were many markers from Virginia, Pennsylvania, California and Oklahoma… but it took me walking six long rows of headstones before I found one from Idaho. Being that’s where we’ve both lived since 1980, it just seemed fitting to try and find someone’s final resting place and say “thank you”.
The large store in Nantes did indeed have jerseys, but nothing out of the ordinary. The typical professional team’s jerseys, and some nice (but plain and unmarked) jerseys, but nothing that would be remotely connected with this region of France.
Admitting defeat we walked around another part of the mall in Atlantis, and had a coffee while watching a carousel spin children around in the middle of the mall. It was quite clever in that it had several moving parts within its structure; a rocket ship that blasted off and then floated back down, a mini-Ferris wheel that consisted of small airplanes and an upper deck as well. Included is a photograph for your amusement.
The other photo is from the cemetery we visited near St. James a couple of days ago. There were many markers from Virginia, Pennsylvania, California and Oklahoma… but it took me walking six long rows of headstones before I found one from Idaho. Being that’s where we’ve both lived since 1980, it just seemed fitting to try and find someone’s final resting place and say “thank you”.Today is grey and windy; we're unsure of our plans as they haven't unfolded as of yet...
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