Bretagne, France

	//	We went there as a school class. I was maybe 12 or so. We had fun, ran around, a friend of mine ran through a glass door. Very unfortunate. I ran to the teachers house. The ambulance came. I think he still has those stiches today. Seven stiches on his right hand.
	//	Later on, Mt. St. Michel. Somewhere on the North Coast. What a beautiful place. When the tide is out you can walk across the sand.

	//	Le Mans, I'm not sure whether that belongs to Bretagne, however, I had a wonderful time there. A green sweater bought in Le Mans is still my favourite today. Older than the Hong Kong sandals.
	//	Actually, parts of the Bretagne in France remind me of California nowadays, sandy, dry green colours. Funny. And Roxanne. The Police.