Now that I’ve told you where Brest is, I should start telling you what’s here, but my arrival on a late Friday afternoon meant that any serious sightseeing was going to have to wait until the following morning, so I did what any sensible person would do and have a wander around the local neighbourhood and look for a convivial bar to unwind in – not that I’d done anything to be wound up about yet mind you.

On the other side of Rue Jean Jaures from where I was staying was the district of St Martin, so I headed in the direction of Église St Martin, which from the outside at least, looked as though it might have been worth a quick shufti – if only it had been open. In fact it looked as though it had been closed for quite some time, so I carried on around the block to Place Guerin instead where I watched some of the locals playing Pétanque before noticing a café on the other side of the square which I thought might be worth closer inspection.

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Originally posted 2024-04-23 07:15:42.