Dinard, France
If Saint-Malo is for pirates, Dinard is for elegance! Situated in a lovely position overlooking the Rance Estuary, the beautiful 19th century villas are just made for the aristocracy.
When a building as nice as this becomes redundant for its original purpose, it’s nice to see that something else can be found to enjoy its surrounds.
The museum building was originally a railway station, with construction completed in 1900. It was the terminus for the railways of southwestern France until 1939.
By 1939 the station’s short platforms had become unsuitable for the longer trains that were now running on the mainline services. After 1939 it was used for suburban services and part of it became a mailing centre during World War II. It was then used as a set for several films, and as a haven for a theatre company.
It was finally opened as a museum in December 1986. But still, when you stand above the museum space, you can still imagine the trains chugging through.
We were lucky enough to see a big exhibition of the work of Van Gogh when we visited. And the restaurant situated behind the huge clock face is certainly unique.
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If Saint-Malo is for pirates, Dinard is for elegance! Situated in a lovely position overlooking the Rance Estuary, the beautiful 19th century villas are just made for the aristocracy.
The walled town of Saint-Malo, once a haven for the pirates paid by the French government to harrass the English across the channel, now plays host to the thousands of tourists that flock there every summer.
The Reporters Memorial in Bayeux is an avenue of white remembrance slabs of stone, each seven feet high, and each recording the names of reporters who were killed reporting conflict.
Hobart’s renowned open air market was established in 1972 so it’s coming up for its 50th Anniversary.
Email from Ben: “I plan to climb Cradle Mountain when we visit the area in a few weeks – better start training”. So I reduced my alcohol consumption to one glass of wine a night (well, most nights) and did a bit of walking (on the flat) at weekends, so when we started our trek on a fine February day I was completely unprepared for what lay ahead.
Serra San Bruno is high up in the mountains of Southern Italy. You get there on a twisting road that snakes up through the highland forests.
Trees hang over the road to create a tunnel that filters the sun and cools the air. Snow signs warn that, in winter, this could be a more tortuous trail.