To the end of the world ... and back

The department in Brittany known as Finistère wins the prize for coolest department name in France I think. Finistère is Latin and means "end of the world" or "edge of the earth" - it's also the part of Brittany that boldy juts out into the cold waters of the English Channel. Ok, Eyewitness Travel Guide said something like that before me, so I need to give a little credit.

Anyway, I was really happy to spend part of my weekend on the edge of the earth, notably in Brest and Morlaix. Brest was rebuilt à l'américaine after being destroyed by the allies in World War II. Even Brestois consider their city to be, well, ugly. But it does have a nice aquarium...

Morlaix, which experienced a different history than Brest, is an old town packed with half-timbered houses, an omnipresent aquaduct, and several bakeries. We didn't find one in Brest. Sad day for those people.

Later on this weekend, I saw yet another awe-inspiring site, Cap Fréhel. When you have a bike like me going to some place like Cap Fréhel is like going from Lexington to Cincinnati in a horse and buggy. When my roommate (Nicolas) decided he wanted to go there yesterday, we hit up several sites like Cap Fréhel in one afternoon. “Hitting up” is really what it felt like too. Racing around in your car to all the "must sees" is like email versus letters but with transportation - it's quick but a little less satisfying. I’m also someone who likes to do things S...L...O...W...L...Y, so, if I haven’t had that interior “you’ve made your peace with this plant” at any given sight, I’ll probably feel hurried. In any case, I'll let you know when I make it back to Cap Fréhel on my bike...