Hey there!
OMG, today was a WILD ride in Quiberon! Like, seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up, right? Sun shining, birds chirping, all that cliché stuff. I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I hit up the local boulangerie for my fave croissant. You know, the one that’s flaky and buttery? Yeah, that one. But guess what? They were OUT. I mean, how do you run out of croissants in France?! I was like, “Are you kidding me?!” So, I settled for a pain au chocolat. Not the same, but whatever.
Then, I decided to stroll along the coast. The views? BREATHTAKING. The waves crashing, the salty air—ugh, I love it here. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and steals my pain au chocolat! Like, what even?! I was just standing there, mouth agape, watching my breakfast fly away. I swear, that bird had a smirk on its face.
After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up this cute café. Ordered a café crème, right? And the barista? Total cutie. We chatted a bit, and I was feeling all flirty and stuff. But then, I spilled my coffee all over the table. Classic me. I was mortified! He just laughed it off, but I was like, “Ugh, why am I like this?”
Next, I decided to check out the local market. OMG, the fresh seafood! I could smell the ocean. I was in heaven. But then, I saw this guy trying to haggle over a fish. Like, dude, it’s a fish, not a car! I couldn’t help but giggle.
Then, I bumped into this old lady. She was selling handmade jewelry. I swear, she had the most amazing stories. She told me about her travels and how she once got lost in Paris for three days. THREE DAYS! I was like, “Girl, how did you survive?” She just winked and said, “With a good bottle of wine.” I love her.
But then, the day took a turn. I was walking back, feeling all happy and stuff, when I saw a group of tourists. They were lost, looking at a map like it was a puzzle. I offered to help, and they were SO grateful. But then, they asked me to take a picture of them. I was like, “Sure, but I’m not a photographer!” I ended up taking like 20 pics, and they were all terrible. I mean, who knew angles mattered so much?
Finally, I made it to the beach. The sunset was gorgeous. I sat there, just soaking it all in. But then, I realized I had sand in my shoes. Ugh, the worst! I was trying to shake it out, but it just kept coming. I was like, “Why is this happening to me?”
Anyway, I ended the day with a crepe. Nutella, of course. Because, duh. I was exhausted but happy. Quiberon, you crazy little town, you’ve stolen my heart again.
Can’t wait to tell you more!
XOXO,

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