Here is another install­ment of the “things found in Nantes” series, with the lat­est pictures! Today, an old grocery store, “paradise”, wine and a bad word play.

I always tell Feng he is lucky that I’m from a sizable city and not Trifouillis-les-Oies (a French euphemism for “out in the sticks”).

The walls aren’t on holidays. Sometime graffiti and political stickers make sense… and sometime, they don’t!

Here is another install­ment of the “things found in Nantes” series, with the lat­est pictures! Today, broken glass, Bécassine, souvenirs and a funny street name.

It takes my eyes a second or two to get used to the darkness. Inside the bakery, the blinds are closed and I’ve just walked the two-kilometre-long road along the beach under the midday sun.

All along the coast of Brittany, the difference between low tide and high tide is pretty amazing.

It started to rain last Sunday and it lasted for three days. Three long days during which we got soaked from head to toes.

Mark developed a love for baguette and choco biscuits, he loves checking out clothing stores, he plays at the Château and around fontaines…

“You’ve never visited the Courthouse?” “I didn’t even know you could go inside!” “Feng and…

Train tracks just outside the city offer a gritty scenery—giant scars punctuated by wires and posts with huge metal monsters going full speed.

Some days are sunny, some days are cloudy and some days are—gasp!—rainy. I grew up…

At the end of the evening, I gave in and decided to “treat” Mark to a church visit. It was that or candies and yes, this kid is weird.

After Bastille Day, the atmosphere changed in Nantes. Many Nantais are now on holiday, they have been replaced by tourists from all over France and Europe, lost in small alleys with their maps.

Here is another installment of the “things found in Nantes” series, with the latest pictures! Today, Breizh Cola, shutters, spelling errors and street art.