We só much enjoyed our crêpes in La Résidence de Penanros (Pont-Aven) with Marie-Thérèse et les autres habitants. The shared stories of our parents in WWII (Brest and Rotterdam were terribly damaged and A.'s Mother had to flee with the children from Normandie while my father (Torgau) and grandfather (Oranjehotel) were prisoners of war) shall never be forgotten. Kenavo Corinne!

Then we left for Nizon where I made some sketches sitting at the calvaire and later in the chapel. The bells of the chapel shall not be heard for some time ...