A town called Malestroit - sounds nothing like it's spelt

Have  to say this is a relaxing scene. We are going to have to come back when the kids are off our hands and rent one of these cruisers.

Each town has a little dock for you along with a power supply and fresh water to stock up on....you hop out and grab your groceries and potter around town until you want to move on.....Bliss!

The pic below is in a town 10 min from us called La Gacilly - also not pronounced as its spelt.

Back to Malestroit. A medieval market town 12 min up the road. They have a market on thursdays which is tomorrow so we might just pop up that way.

More Malestroit

Its a village full of colour....no tourists...and very quiet.

Below is one of the weir structures that allows the rental boats access to the next part of the river.

The weir house. A fella inside comes out to give you a hand. These buildings are all made of stone along with some rich painted windows.

Nuns on a walk during siesta.

We have spent several days at home chilling out. Its the kind of place that feels wrong to be racing around anyway. Everything shuts for a couple of hours after midday....department stores, schools etc (big supermarkets remain open) as they have their biggest meal of the day then. So as Aussie tourists we turn up expecting everything to be open and its not. Empty streets instead....I like it though....they don't seem to live busy and hectic lives....not outside the big centres anyway. So we don't pop out everyday....today we slept in til after 10 am ...why not...we won't get this chance when we get home. The girls went bike riding down the river trail with the neighbours and Bec and I read a bit.