A bike, a bank, and the beach

Hervé, my current host, fixed the bike I was having trouble with. I had heard there was a nearby beach but hadn't been able to go find it yet. Today I did. I'm told that St. Brieuc is not one of the more beautiful locals in Brittany. Anyone coming from a landlocked state like KY will take any ocean availabe. And I found it quite breath-taking even so. I think this is called something like Beach of the Valleys. I imagine that at high tides the water surrounds all the little huts in the distance which are probably used as fishermen's posts. I've never been to New England but it must be something like this with the rocks and the cool breeze.

• In other news I have taught some classes now and find the students to be similar to students at home. These however are sporting coats and ties. I read their handbook and it said that students must where dark colors; I believe the exact word is "somber." For the most part students dress better than do teachers.
• So as not to leave any loose ends from my title, I officially have a bank account. A great new phenomenon in France is that the post office now functions as a regular bank. I'm told it has had partial bank functions before, but now it's whatever the rest of banks are. Brigitte, who was my intial church contact here, graciously made an appointment for me to get an account and took me there. This is just one of many "you really don't have to do that for me" instances.

Thanks for your emails. Have a great weekend.