Man, what a day! I swear, being a swineherd in Saint-Brieuc is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I head down Rue de la Liberté. It’s a nice street, you know? But I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some kinda video game. They’re all snapping pics of the old buildings. I mean, yeah, they’re pretty, but c’mon, I got pigs to tend to!
So, I finally get to the market at Place du Général de Gaulle. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, fish, and oh man, the smell of crepes! I’m drooling. But then, outta nowhere, this guy bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over my boots. Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, watch where you’re going!” He just shrugs and walks off. Rude, right?
Anyway, I grab some apples from this old lady. She’s sweet, but her prices? A bit steep. I’m like, “C’mon, I’m a swineherd, not a millionaire!” But I pay up. Gotta keep the pigs happy, ya know?
Then, I’m walking down Rue de la République, and I see this street performer. He’s juggling and singing in French. I’m laughing, but also thinking, “Man, I can barely juggle my life!” But he’s got a crowd, and they’re loving it. I toss him a coin. Gotta support the arts, right?
Next, I head to the beach at Plage des Rosaires. It’s beautiful! The waves are crashing, and I’m just chillin’. But then, I see this kid building a sandcastle. It’s epic! I’m like, “Wow, that’s better than my whole life!” But then, his little sister comes and kicks it down. I’m fuming! I wanna yell, “Why you gotta be like that?” But I just shake my head. Kids, man.
After that, I decide to grab lunch at this little café on Rue Saint-Guillaume. I order a galette, and it’s divine! But then, the waiter forgets my drink. I’m sitting there, parched, thinking, “Is this how I die? Thirsty in Saint-Brieuc?” Finally, he brings it, and I’m like, “Took ya long enough!”
So, I’m feeling good again, right? But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Pierre. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the festival at Place de la République!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some food fest. I’m in!
I rush over, and it’s packed! Food stalls everywhere. I’m trying everything. Omg, the seafood! I’m in heaven. But then, I see this giant pig statue. I’m like, “Is that a sign?” I take a selfie with it. Gotta document my swineherd life, right?
But then, disaster strikes. I lose my wallet! I’m freaking out. I’m retracing my steps, looking under tables, asking people. I’m like, “Please, not today!” Finally, this nice lady finds it near the pig statue. I’m so relieved! I could’ve cried.
As the sun sets, I’m walking back home, feeling all the feels. Saint-Brieuc is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but it’s home. I love it. I’m just a swineherd, but today? Today was something else.
So, yeah, that was my day. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just another day in Saint-Brieuc, I guess!