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An Qingju and An Chuyu did not make this budget, and An Qingju and An Chuyu's schoolbags carried food that could be "Picknick" on the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info To eat real authentic Aunt Prader pancakes without copper smell, it is best to travel back in time to taste them. By the way, An Qingju also saw a box of Big Mom biscuits (the packaging is exactly the same) in a supermarket in Paris, about 0.8 euros per box.

LP describes the pedestrian street upon entering Mont Saint-Michel as follows: "The only street on Mont Saint-Michel is the narrow street misleadingly called Grandrue, lined with restaurants, guesthouses and a whole bunch of tacky souvenir shops. An Qingju and An Chuyu fully agree with this comment, and they really don't see a trace of romance praised by other mm on the Internet:

In addition to cider, there is another original snack in Brittany, which is crepe, which is completely understood by the Chinese as "French pancake fruit". The cake is made exactly like a pancake fruit, except that instead of crispy green onions and eggs, it is chocolate + bananas, or whatever.

In Mont Saint-Michel this "specialty" can be found everywhere – in fact, all over France. Since the largest number of Asian tourists come to Mont Saint-Michel in Japan, this "special cuisine" is usually introduced in Japanese.

However, in other places, crepes are generally freshly baked, but here a large stack is baked in advance and kept warm, and various sauces are poured on it when it is time to eat.

It's better to go early in the morning, but there are a lot of people in the shopping street in front of you, and when you start to climb the Abbey of Mont Saint-Michel, there are fewer people all of a sudden - many tourists are curious about souvenirs first.

Once inside, follow the instructions of your guide. Walking up the large staircase along the guard hall, you reach the first floor of the abbey of Mont Saint-Michel, where you will first see a "western platform" overlooking the tidal flats around Mont Saint-Michel.

Now that the causeway connecting the mainland has been widened and reinforced, construction is still ongoing, and it is clear that more roads will be connected in the future. There's even a bike path!

Looking down, you can see the various lookouts built around Mont Saint-Michel, but they are now a place for seagulls to walk and juggle. Despite the bad weather on this day, there are still tourists who follow their guides on the mudflats just after the tide has receded. It is said that there must be a guide to lead the way, and I heard that the angle of taking pictures is better:

From this level, you will go up the spiral stone steps to the third floor, and then you will see a spectacular double cloister, called the monastery cloister, which connects many of the surrounding buildings and is said to be a place of prayer.

The style of the double-tiered colonnade is somewhat similar to that of the Angkor Temple in Angkor Wat. At a glance, the past is full of changes, and the visual experience is very good: standing in the corner of the cloister and looking at the surrounding buildings, it is indeed very beautiful:

The entire monastery was actually rebuilt, rebuilt, and expanded many times over the course of eight centuries; The aesthetics have changed in different periods, and the design style has also shown the evolution of the times and the meaning of advancing with the times. However, it did take the perseverance of many saints and workers to build such a building in such a bitter cold area:

As mentioned earlier, it started to rain when An Qingju and An Chuyu went in the morning, and when An Qingju and An Chuyu left at noon, it was actually pouring rain. It doesn't matter if it's inside the building at first. Later, when the rain was a little lighter, he sat under the dense trees and sheltered from the rain, hoping that the rain would go down later.

I didn't expect God to have no meaning of appreciation. After An Qingju and An Chuyu finished lunch, they walked outside, and the rain column as thick as the noodles and gluten spilled down, and An Qingju and An Chuyu's umbrellas and quick-drying waterproof sunscreen clothing were completely defeated, and An Qingju and An Chuyu were drenched.

When I stood at the shuttlebus waiting point, I felt that I was okay, and I had an umbrella. Many tourists are even more embarrassed. After 10 minutes of waiting for a lifetime, I finally waited for the shuttlebus, everyone was still able to line up for the bus in a gentlemanly manner, and then sat in the seat and went home embarrassed with a strange sound of "poof" drenched in water......

I thought the rest of the day would be to go back to my accommodation and take a shower, and then hide in the house to watch the rain, sleep in, and wait for dinner. I didn't expect to appreciate the changeable weather of Mont Saint-Michel again. As soon as I returned to An Qingju and An Chuyu's residence, the rain stopped, and when An Qingju and An Chuyu took a shower and packed their clothes, the sky was already showing a corner of blue.

This allowed An Qingju and An Chuyu to have a lot of time to go to Saint-Malo and Concale in the afternoon. When I returned at 8 p.m., the sky was cloudy, and the sun was finally about to set.

So An Qingju and An met for the first time and then went to Mont Saint-Michel, at this time the light was much better, everything seemed three-dimensional, the sun was white and white, and the air was also very fresh. The dusk at Mont Saint-Michel is still good.

Saint-Malo, Saint-Malo, Saint-Malo...... Yes, in "Ninety-Three", the Marquis of Landenac landed here with the help of a helmsman; It's a well-known pirate town. But how can such a name sound so familiar?

It wasn't until he began to write a travelogue that An Qingju suddenly remembered that this name appeared in Maupassant's short essay "Uncle Hule" that he learned in middle school!

By the way, the "Havre" of the family in the article is actually Honfleur, and the family heard that Uncle Hule had made a fortune and went to sea to celebrate, but on the deck they recognized that the old sailor who had made oyster shells was none other than Honfleur - stupid.

On their return trip, the family took the boat to Saint-Malo so as not to meet this poor relative again. Now that I've been there, I finally understand that from the azimuth this Saint-Malo is Saint-Malo.

This information comes from Baidu: Saint-Malo is named after a saint named Marlowe who came here to preach. But around the 16th century, it became a port for pirates. Many of these pirates were "ordered to rob" and give the French royal family what they had stolen from other countries.

Since it was a "regular pirate" with "state establishment", it accumulated a lot of wealth, and the city prospered, and the surrounding real estate also grew. In the 17th century, when Britain and France were vying for maritime supremacy, they were "ordered to resist" the invasion and built a pirate city on a large scale. However, the current wall was restored later. Because the air raids of World War II blew up this place.

An Qingju and An Chuyu found the city without much effort according to the guidance of GPS, and the trouble was parking. The city of Saint-Malo is actually very small, and later An Qingju and An Chuyu drove to Zhangbei in China on the way to pass through an ancient post town of the Ming Dynasty called "Chicken Song", and An Chuyu saw that the size of Saint-Malo City was also as big as that "Chicken Song".

Tourists parking is naturally not easy to enter, but fortunately there are many large special parking lots outside the city, which are lined up by the port. Just be willing to pay. Don't worry about not being able to find a parking space. By the way, the idea of parking indiscriminately in Europe to save money is not advisable, and the penalty is valuable. This is the port outside the old city of Saint-Malo, which An Qingju and An Chuyu saw from the top of the city wall:

At the end of the day, there are many seabirds, and strange seabirds can be seen everywhere standing on the rooftops of various cars in the parking lot. An Qingju and An Chuyu have never been to the south of France, they only know that the sunshine here is bright enough by the sea, and they don't know what the south will be like.

As soon as you enter the Old Town, you can feel the atmosphere of pirates, and you can see street performers in pirate costumes performing all kinds of performances. Some perform marionettes in ventriloquist language, and some directly offer rewards and take photos with tourists; There are also hand-cranked paper tape music boxes to play various music performances, which are quite interesting:

There are many tourists on the street, and there are many tourist souvenirs, such as pirate-themed souvenirs and music-themed souvenirs. After inquiry, I learned that Saint-Malo is also the hometown of music, and Saint-Malo is one of the main stations of the annual French music festival.

The various music boxes sold in the window are a nice souvenir. An Qingju likes to play small music boxes such as "Lamer" and "La Vieenrose", and when she was auditioning in the window, she met an old man who was happily singing Lamer to the accompaniment. A music box is only a few bucks. I didn't buy it, and it's a bit of a pity afterwards.

This old city is surrounded by high walls, the top of the city wall is very wide, it is estimated that in the past, there was no problem in carrying the cannons, standing on the city wall and looking out of the city, the scenery is really good. Peek around from the city walls. You can roughly imagine the prosperity of the past:

The northern end of the city faces the coast, and there are always small islands not far away, and it is expected that there are many reefs underneath. In the early years, the sailors must have been well versed in the waterways and mechanisms here, and unfamiliar ships would have to run aground before they reached the pirate city.

The coast here is as flat as the beaches of Normandy, and a place outside the city is enclosed with stones to become a natural saltwater pool: sit on the stone walls at the head of the city and bask in the sun. The sea breeze blows in your face, and the air is filled with whining French ballads and the smell of fresh seawater, which is really nice and pleasant.

Because lunch is just piic, the two foodies are still looking forward to dinner. Three choices were listed: dining in Pontorpine (close to home, rest after eating); Dining in Saint-Malo (tourist city, eat some world cuisine); Go to Concale for seafood.

It's only four o'clock in Saint-Malo, and my stomach is already singing empty plans. An Chuyu was looking forward to eating meat (the true color of large carnivores), wanted to kabab, and found a house in Saint-Malo, but it didn't open the door.

The heart said that it was not because of Saturday, rested? - I didn't realize until many days later that it was because I didn't have a meal, and the French were hypocritical! In this way, the belly that sang all the way brought An Qingju and An Chuyu to Concale.

Kangkar isn't even a city, it's basically a fishing village. However, it is known as the "oyster capital" of France, and you know what to eat. Here I have to mention again "Ann's First Uncle Hule", which describes the process of eating oysters (that is, oysters) as follows:

Suddenly, my father saw two gentlemen inviting two beautifully dressed wives to oysters. An old sailor, dressed in rags, took a knife and pried open the oysters and handed them to the two gentlemen, who in turn handed them to the two wives.

They ate them elegantly, holding the oysters with a small handkerchief, and their heads stretched forward slightly so as not to stain their robes; Then the mouth quickly moved slightly, and the juice was sucked in, and the oyster shell was thrown into the sea. ”

It can be seen that in the French tradition, oysters have always been eaten raw in this way. However, as long as you have watched the episode "Bean's Holiday" of "Mr. Bean", you must remember the scene where Bean saw the French seafood platter at the beginning, right?

Bean saw the strange-shaped oyster, and even took it to his ear to hear if it was still alive, and after seeing the encouraging eyes of the waiter, he could only reluctantly swallow the "quintessence" in his mouth (the expression on his face was about to cry), and after entering his mouth, it was full of strange things, as if he had swallowed a few live grasshoppers.

Seeing the waiter's inquiring eyes, "Everything'sok?" He gestured like he was knowledgeable, "yummy!perfect!" ……

This detailed description can't help but make An Qingju and An Chuyu a little daunted. In China, no matter what, you don't dare to eat raw oysters, the heavy metals are excessive! And An Qingju and An Chuyu both had the painful experience of vomiting and diarrhea after eating seafood, and they were ...... to this oyster It's a little scary.

This small fishing village looks like a main road lined up along the seaside, but there are also some deep trails that go to residents' homes. In the evening, the tide was low and the fishing boats were stranded on the beach. Throughout the seawall of Concal are white crumbled oyster shells, which shows that the "oyster capital" is true.

There are seafood stalls on the shore, oysters are sold very cheaply, all of them are 4-5 euros a dozen, and there are more expensive ones, which are related to the quality and size of the oysters; There is also a lot of local seafood, lobster, all kinds of shellfish, which are very cheap. An Chuyu thought that if he lived here, it would be enjoyable, and he didn't have to worry about pollution at all!

Oysters can also be eaten directly at these seafood stalls, and the stall owner can help you pry the oysters open, pour some lemon juice on yourself, and eat them. Thinking about An Qingju and An Chuyu's "going into the water", I didn't dare, let's go to a restaurant to eat.

Even though it's almost six o'clock, a seaside restaurant still firmly adheres to the French dinner policy: it doesn't open dinner, and it's okay to drink and eat snacks.

An Qingju and An Chuyu looked at the menus of one restaurant after another several times hungry, but they couldn't hold on anymore, so they walked to a restaurant by the lighthouse at the end of the road and sat down: "twocidre, please." Let's have two glasses of cider and start with a mat:

The cider is served in this wide-mouthed fat coarse porcelain quilt, and the wine is slightly sweet, with no degree, similar to beer. Finally, it's time for dinner to open! An Qingju and An Chuyu went straight to the restaurant they had already looked for (the menu has been checked twice, can you not find a good one) and order!

There are two main ways to order seafood in a restaurant. Visitors can order the "seafood platter", which is divided into different price points, with different types of seafood and different quantities, and the menu is clearly written. If there are many people, you can order a super seafood platter with several layers, which is probably quite enjoyable.

Another way to order seafood is to order specific seafood, and An Qingju and An Chuyu are like this. At the beginning, I was afraid that it would not be delicious, and I only dared to order half a dozen oysters in terms of seafood, and An Qingju also ordered red wine stewed mussels (that is, Haihong), accompanied by white wine. (The novel "He Came from the Last Days" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued.) )

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