I left Brittany much the way I got there. Lugging, schlepping, cars and trains and steps, a taxi, the Métro … It was a trip full of connections and changes.
I left Penmarc’h, and all the beautiful lighthouses, rocky beaches and ardoise-roofed stone houses behind, and drove my Europcar rental to the Quimper train station, or “gare.” I like the car. I purposely got a Fiat 500, just like I drive at home, to make it less disorienting. The sunroof didn’t open, but never mind that. It handled the Brittany roads with their narrow lanes and ubiquitous rond points (roundabouts) very easily. Continue reading “Quimper to Paris”