My father is visiting for a couple of weeks and I had to pick him up from the airport.
It was a simple task; one that even I couldn’t mess up!
However, during the simple journey from Redon to St. Malo I managed to get lost twice (this really isn’t possible.) And then, having collected my father, I managed to take entirely the wrong road (even thought the right road was properly signposted), and spent half an hour driving west when I should have been driving south (and yes, I do have a compass on the dashboard – a big one!) The real highlight of the day, though, was managing to break the ticket machine in the car park at the ferry terminal at St. Malo (yes, I know that my father was flying in to Dinard; the ferry terminal at St. Malo was just a mistake, OK!), thus preventing any of the people queuing behind me from being able to get out of the aforementioned car park.
If you’re one of those people and are still stuck in that car park, I’m sorry, OK?
However, Father seems to have survived the experience (although whether he will survive two weeks at La Maison des Felurs is entirely another matter!) and is see above, reading with his eyes closed just before lunch.
Poor man, all that gallivanting around northern France must have tired him out!
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