Concale

The day after easter, Jean-Yves, Marie-Claude, Isabelle and I decided to visit a nearby fishing city: Concale. Among other assorted escapades (mostly including marvelling at exhorbenently priced local art and gluttoning up at nougat shops) we fearlessly traversed the cold, april shoreline which, though still frosty from the rainy Brittanic winter, was quite a sight to behold.

Perhaps our most entertaining hijinks included the nibbles we found on the rock beach! Now, don't flinch when I tell you this, but we ate oysters right out of the ocean! Literally. We would scoop them up off the shore and EAT them. It was pretty crazy...

Just before returning home, we decided to stop by a local rock penninsula and get in some climbing time (though personally, the sightseeing kind of distracted me from the hiking!)

And don't worry, I got my beauty sleep! Yes, that would be me, sleeping in the car... Photo cred goes to the ninja Isabelle for capturing on camera the wild Bella in her natural habitat...