Dinan

From the bay of Mont St. Michel, we moved inland towards a town called Dinan. Entering Dinan was a jaw-dropping experiencing. After riding through the normal big box and industrial areas that mark the entrance to a city, we suddenly found ourselves crossing a massive stone bridge overlooking the cities scenic harbour, and passing through the city wall into vieux Dinan. The view from the bridge was literally breathtaking.











Biking in the old city was impossible - the winding cobblestone streets were too steep and narrow, so we got off and walked, enjoying the architecture and lively pedestrian traffic.





Our hostel (at left) was in a forested area near the port, where we walked for one of our best meals on the trip. The next day we took a bit more time in the morning to explore the old city. It is really a unique and beautiful place with many small shops and cafes lining to streets, which are so narrow that the passage of a big commercial truck causes all of the shopkeepers to come outside to offer advice and assistance. A truly worthwhile experience.