I was expecting more from La Rochelle. It wasn’t bad, per se, but it didn’t WOW me, either. There didn’t seem to be anything to DO here except walk around and shop. Like other days, we walked, a lot. We popped into a few shops. Sherri bought an English-language paperback for 12 Euros (US$17 or so). We strolled past restaurant after restaurant that all seemed to serve the same dishes and feature the same atmosphere.
… so we went Thai instead. Overall… dunno, this port just didn’t do it for me. In all fairness to the people of La Rochelle, it was probably me, not you.
We didn’t manage to run into the boys at this port, somehow, though we were expecting to. Hmmm… the fact that we were expecting to probably meant that we wouldn’t. That’s how that works, right?
Tomorrow: Bilbao, our first stop in Spain. A peaceful river stroll, the world famous Guggenheim/Bilbao, a dirty beer glass?, and lots and lots of photos.