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An Qingju and An Chuyu did not make this budget. An Qingju and An Chuyu carried food that could be "Picknik" on the mountain in their schoolbag. To eat authentic Aunt Prade pancakes without the smell of money, it is best to travel to that era to taste. By the way, An Qingju also saw a box of Aunt Breakfast in a supermarket in Paris (the packaging is exactly the same), a box of about 0.8 euros.

lp describes the pedestrian street after entering Mont Saint Michel as follows: "The only street in Mont Saint Michel is a narrow street misleadingly called Grand Michel. Both sides are restaurants, hotels and a lot of tacky souvenir shops." An Qingju and An Chuyu fully agree with this comment, and they really didn't see the romance that other mms admired on the Internet:

In addition to cider, there is another original snack in Brittany, which is crepe, which Chinese people can fully understand as "French pancake fruit". The method of making cakes is exactly the same as pancake fruit, except that it is not thin crispy scallions and eggs, but chocolate + banana, or something else.

The "special product" of Mont Saint Michel is everywhere - in fact, it is everywhere in France. Since the Asian tourists to Mont Saint Michel are the most Japanese, this "special food" is generally introduced in Japanese.

However, crepes in other places are usually made and baked, and here they are baked in advance to keep them warm, and poured with various sauces when they are about to eat.

It was better to go early in the morning, but the commercial street in front was crowded. When we started to climb Mont Saint-Michel, there were fewer people all at once - all the tourists were curious about the souvenirs.

After entering the door, follow the guide's instructions. Follow the large staircase along the guard hall and arrive at the first floor of the Mont Saint-Michel Monastery. First, you will see a "west-side platform", from which you can overlook the tidal flats around Mont Saint-Michel.

Now that the long dike connecting the mainland has been widened and reinforced, and is still under continuous construction. Obviously, more roads will be opened in the future. Even bicycle lanes will be built!

Looking down, you can see various observation decks built around Mont Saint-Michel, but at this time they all became places for seagulls to walk and juggle. Although the weather was bad this day, tourists still followed the guide to visit the mudflats that had just faded. It is said that there must be guides leading the way in those places. I heard that the angle of taking photos is better:

From this floor, you will first reach the third floor along the rotating stone steps, and then you will see a very spectacular double-layer corridor, called the Monastery corridor, which connects many surrounding buildings and is said to be a place of prayer.

The style of the double-layer colonnade is a bit similar to that of Angkor Temple in Angkor Wat. It looks very varied at first glance, and the visual experience is very good: it is really nice to stand in the corner of the corridor to see the surrounding buildings:

The entire monastery was actually rebuilt, rebuilt and expanded over 8 centuries; aesthetics changed in different periods, and the design style also showed the evolution of the times and kept pace with the times. However, it really required many saints and workers to build such buildings in such a bitter and cold area:

As mentioned earlier, it started to rain when An Qingju and An Chuyu went in the morning. When An Qingju and An Chuyu left at noon, it was raining heavily. It didn't matter if they were inside the building at first. Later, when the rain was a little lighter, they sat under the dense trees and hid in the rain while piicing, hoping to wait until the rain passed before going down.

Unexpectedly, God had no intention of appreciation. After lunch, he walked outside. The rain columns as thick as noodles were splashed. An Qingju and An Chuyu's umbrellas and fast-drying waterproof and sunscreen clothes were completely defeated, and they poured An Qingju and An Chuyu until they were soaked.

When I stood at the shuttlebus waiting point, I felt pretty good, but at least I had an umbrella. Many tourists were even more embarrassed. The 10-minute waiting time lasted for so long, and finally waited for Shuttlebus. Everyone could still line up to get on the bus with a gentlemanly manner, and then the water made a strange sound of "puke puff" sitting in their seats and going home in a mess...

I thought the rest of the day would be to go back to the residence to take a shower, then hide in the house to watch the rain, sleep in, and wait for dinner. Unexpectedly, I learned about the changing weather on Mont Saint Michel again. I just returned to the residence of An Qingju and An Chuyu, and the rain stopped. When An Qingju and An Chuyu took a shower and packed up their clothes, a corner of the sky had already appeared.

This gave An Qingju and An Chuyu a lot of time to go to Saint-Malo and Concaré in the afternoon. When they returned at around 8 o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark and the sun finally seemed to set.

So An Qingju and An Chuyu rushed to Mount Saint-Michel again. At this time, the light was much better. All the scenery seemed three-dimensional, with sunshine and white clouds, and the air very fresh. The dusk on Mount Saint-Michel was still good.

Saint Marlow, Saint Marlow, Saint Marlow... Yes, in "The Year of 1993", Marquis Landenak landed here with the help of the helmsman; this place is indeed a very famous pirate city. But why does such a name sound so familiar?

It was not until she started writing travel notes that An Qingju suddenly remembered that this name appeared in Maupassant's short essay "Uncle Yule" learned in middle school!

By the way, the "Havre" in the family in the article is actually Honfleur. When the family heard that Uncle Yule had made a fortune, they took a boat to celebrate, but they recognized the old sailor with oyster shells on the deck, which was Yule - they were stupid.

When the whole family returned, they took a boat to Saint-Malo to avoid meeting this poor relative again. Now that they have been there, they finally understand that from the perspective of Saint-Malo, this is Saint-Malo.

This information comes from Baidu: Saint Marlo's name comes from a saint named Marlo (committed here to preach). However, around the 16th century, it became a port for pirates to enter and exit. Many of these pirates "robbed" and gave the things stolen from other countries to the French royal family first.

Since it was a "regular pirate" with "state-organized" and accumulated a lot of wealth, the city flourished and the surrounding real estate became taller. In the 17th century, when Britain and France fought for hegemony at sea, they "resisted" the invasion and built a pirate city to a large scale. However, the current city wall was later restored. Because of the Second World War, the air raids broke up here.

An Qingju and An Chuyu found the city without much effort according to GPS's guidance. The trouble was to park. The city of Saint Malo was actually very small. Later, An Qingju and An Chuyu drove to Zhangbei in China and passed an ancient Ming post station city called "Ji Mingyi". An Chuyu saw that the size of Saint Malo was only as big as the "Ji Mingyi".

It is naturally difficult for tourists to park. Fortunately, there are many special parking lots outside the city, which are lined up by the port. As long as you are willing to pay, you don’t have to worry about not being able to find a parking space. By the way, I would like to advise that the idea of ​​saving money in Europe is not advisable, and the penalty is valuable. This is the port outside the old town of Saint-Malo. This is what An Qingju and An Chuyu saw from the top of the city wall:

After all, it was the seaside, and there were many seabirds, and strange seabirds could be seen everywhere standing on various roofs of the parking lot. An Qingju and An Chuyu had never been to southern France. They only knew that the sunshine on the beach here was bright enough, and they didn't know what the south would look like.

As soon as you enter the old city, you can feel the atmosphere of pirates. Street artists wearing pirate costumes can be seen everywhere performing various performances. Some perform puppets in ventral language, while others offer rewards to take photos with tourists; and some use hand-cranked paper tape music boxes to play various music performances, which are very interesting:

There are many tourists on the street, and there are also many tourist souvenirs. Pirate-themed souvenirs are the protagonists, and there are also many souvenirs with music. After searching, I found out that Saint-Malo is also a hometown of music. Every year, Saint-Malo is one of the main stations of the French Music Festival.

The various music boxes sold in the window are good souvenirs. An Qingju likes the small music boxes of "The Lamer" and "The Lavieenro". When she was lying in the window for audition, she met an old man happily singing the Lamer on the side. A music box costs only a few dollars. I didn't buy it, and it was a pity afterwards.

This old city has high walls on all sides, and the top of the wall is very wide. I guess there is no problem in the past when I was riding cannons. Standing on the city wall and looking out the city, the scenery is really good. I peeked around from the city wall. You can roughly think of the luxuriance of the past:

The north end of the city is facing the coast, and you can always see small islands not far away. I thought there should be many reefs below. Early sailors must have been well aware of the waterways and mechanisms here. Unfamiliar ships may have hit the reefs before they reach Pirate City.

The coast here has flat sand like Normandy Beach. A place outside the city is surrounded by stones and becomes a natural seawater swimming pool: sit on the stone wall at the top of the city to bask in the sun. The sea breeze blows on the face, and the sobbing French folk songs and fresh seawater smells are heard in the air. It is really nice and comfortable.

Because lunch is just a PIIC, the two foodies are still looking forward to dinner. They listed three choices: Dining in Pontorsson (near home, rest after dinner); Dining in Saint-Malo (tourism city, eat some world food); and going to Konkale to eat seafood.

It was only about four o'clock in Saint-Malo, and his stomach was already playing the empty city plan. An Chuyu was looking forward to eating meat (the true nature of a large carnivore), and wanted to kabab. He found a family in Saint-Malo, but it didn't open the door.

I thought it was because of Saturday, and I had a rest? - I didn't realize it until many days later that it was because it was not time for dinner, and the French were just pretentious! In this way, the belly of singing all the way brought An Qingju and An Chuyu to Kangkale.

Cankale is not even a city, it is basically a fishing village. However, it is known as the "oyster capital" in France, and you know what to eat. I have to mention "Uncle Yule from An Chu" again, which describes the process of eating oysters (that is, oysters):

"The father suddenly saw two gentlemen invite two beautiful ladies to eat oysters. An old sailor in ragged clothes pried open the oysters with a knife, handed them to the two gentlemen, and then they handed them to the two wives.

Their eating method is elegant. They hold the oysters with a small handkerchief and stretch their heads forward slightly to prevent them from getting dirty. Then they quickly moved their mouths and sucked the juice in and threw the oyster shell into the sea."

It can be seen that in French tradition, oysters have always been eaten raw. However, as long as you have watched the episode "Mr.bean" "Holiday Bean", you must remember the scene where Bean saw the French seafood platter at the beginning?

When Bean saw the strange-shaped oyster, she even took it to her ear to hear if it was still alive. After seeing the waiter's encouraging eyes, she could only reluctantly (the expression on her face was about to cry). She swallowed the "national treasure" into her mouth, and after entering her mouth, she looked full of strange things, as if she had swallowed a few live grasshoppers, and was as frightened as if she had swallowed them.

Seeing the waiter's inquiring eyes, "everything'sok?", he pretended to be wise and made a gesture, "yummy!perfect!"...

This detailed description made An Qingju and An Chuyu a little discouraged. In China, no matter how dare you eat oysters, the heavy metals exceed the standard! And An Qingju and An Chuyu both had painful experiences of vomiting and diarrhea after eating seafood. They were really a little scared of these oysters...

This small fishing village looks like a main road lined up along the beach. Of course, there are also some deep paths that go to residents' homes. In the evening, the tide fell and the fishing boats were stranded on the beach. The entire seawall of Konkale was covered with white broken oyster shells, which shows that what the "Oyster Capital" said is true.

There are seafood stalls on the shore. Oysters are very cheap, all of which are 4-5 euros in a dozen, and there are even more expensive ones, which are related to the quality and size of the oysters. There are also many local seafood, lobsters, and various shellfish, which are very cheap. An Chuyu thought that if he lived here, he would be very happy and he would not have to worry about pollution at all!

You can also eat oysters directly at these seafood stalls. The stall owner can help you pry open the oysters, pour some lemon juice on your own and eat them. Think about An Qingju and An Chuyu, who dared not, so you should go to a restaurant to eat.

Although it was almost six o'clock, the restaurants by the sea still firmly implemented the French dinner policy: it was not to manage dinner, and it was fine to drink and eat snacks.

An Qingju and An Chuyu looked at the restaurants' restaurants several times while hungry, but they couldn't hold on anymore. They walked to a restaurant next to the lighthouse at the end of the road and sat down: "twocidre, plea." Let's put two glasses of cider first:

The cider was served in this wide-mouthed fat and thick porcelain quilt. The wine was slightly sweet and had no degree of degree, and was about the same as beer. Finally, it was finally time for dinner to open! An Qingju and An Chuyu went straight to the restaurant they had already looked for (I have read the menu twice, so why not look for it) and order the food!

There are two main ways to order seafood in a restaurant. Visitors can order "seafood platters" and divide them into different prices. The number of seafood of various types is different, and the menu is clearly written. If there are many people, you can order a super seafood platter with several layers, which is probably quite satisfying.
Chapter completed!