The coastal walking adventure starts tomorrow, along the pink granite coast as it is called.

On the Cornish coast we uniformly found high to very high service levels. Here it is not as uniform. Even walked out of one shop when they were exceptionally pushy and obnoxious. Of course speaking excessively politely and pointing out Ecuadorian roots helps.

Saint Guirec wandered here from Wales. The road signs certainly gives one a Welsh feeling. The shops show Celtic items. The Celts seen to be almost everywhere.

This is a nesting ground for the Atlantic puffin, not to be confused with the pacific tufted or horned (the great auk is extinct). The city is replete with signs and posters of their local mascot.

Perros-Guirec is certainly a charming tourist and vacation center, wonderful scenery, good and plentiful food, reasonable hills to walk, houses made of the pink granite just adds to the charm. Lovely patisserie/salon de the. Some confusion over how to order 2 pots of tea. As usual except for restaurants, everything closed at noon til two-ish. Fruit viewed in supermarket pretty unappealing.

Public toilettes are appalling. Easier to use a bush. Ugh.

Wine at dinner a St. Esteph 2010; very dry; quite tasty; 4.3 Boogs.

10 very fresh and perfect oysters.
Some fine Fromages including one tres puissant and smelly entitled Boulette d'Avesnes. Possibly from Normandy; appears in the form of a fat flame. A little is a good experience.

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