A Day in Auray

I accompanied Louise to the local open market this morning.  After she purchased some vegetables, we stepped right across the street to visit the stately church overlooking the market. I admired the stained glass windows and Angel statues and I loved having the reminder that Angels are all around me throughout this trip.

After the church visit we stopped by a cool store that sold candles and of all the Yankee Candles I smelled, my favorite scent was Egyptian Musk. On our walk back to the car  I spotted a vintage car around the corner that apparently belongs to Santa. 
On Saturday Louise took me on a walking tour of Auray. The view was spectacular; looking down from the highwall of the city you could admire the water, the boats and the architecture. Bl-IMG_4374_eeWe crossed the bridge, accessed a passageway by the restaurants, walked up the small flight of stairs then made our way around to a church called Saint Saveur where I found more stained glass windows and another Angel.

We completed our walk and looped down to other side of the restaurant area where Louise pointed out  a plaque stating “Benjamin Franklin was here”.  Right beside it was a restaurant bar named after him. He really did visit Auray in the long long time ago days ( December 4,  1776) for some diplomatic purpose. It was here that the first agreement  between the U.S. and France took place.

We headed back across the bridge and climbed up a steep hill.

I immediately spotted a new age store Bl-IMG_4416and we went in there. I spent some time looking at crystals, angels, Buddha and tarot cards. Louise ended up running into a couple she knew right as we stepped out of the store. They were coming from the opposite direction and they stopped, she made the introductions, and they were pleasant. We talked for a couple of minutes before moving on.

When we arrived at the very center of town we came across an Aleppo demonstration taking place on the front steps of the Hôtel de Ville (Town Hall). Looking back at it now, there was such a striking effect seeing the bright and cheerful holiday decorations serving as a backdrop to a sobering movement geared towards addressing real-time socio-political matters. The demonstration was peaceful and a lady stood in front of the main door playing an instrument I had never seen before. It had a very soothing quality which made me want to relax.

We continued on and went back to the store with candles and popped into other shops before heading back home.

We were on a tight schedule since one of Louise’s daughter had a music recital and I almost made us miss it. I had had some calls to make which went on longer than planned. Thankfully, the younger group were just closing their set right as we arrived so we got to see her daughter’s whole performance. It was nice to sit back and watch people of all ages play different genres of music and share their progress with us. It loved witnessing the joy and skills they had labored in in the name of music.

Once the concert ended I met and briefly spoke with Louise’s in-laws. When we returned home Louise and her family hosted a dinner party that included family friends who were a couple. We gathered around for apéritifs and I really like the woman because she was so confident and sure; she had a strong character and joked a lot. The man was actually a teacher in a nearby town. Dinner was delicious and it was wonderful to see the dynamics of old friends conversing and communing.

Coming up: visit to Carnac and Atlantic Ocean.



2 responses to “A Day in Auray”

  1. […] On Sunday, Louise’s husband drove us to the seaside in this car called a deux chevaux which is similar to Santa’s ride from the last post. […]


  2. […] Following weekend trip to Auray I arrived right on time for my afternoon class and this week’s lesson was on the holiday season. I’m starting to adjust to being in the classroom and I’m grateful that my students are all wonderful even though they sometimes do get frustrated when they don’t understand every word that comes out of my mouth. I’m trying to bridge the gap of sticking to English and interjecting French only when it is necessary for comprehension. […]


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