Well, so much for our trip to the Mont St Michel. Because of the snow the buses were cancelled. We were a bit relieved anyway, because we would have been stuck out there all day in the whipping cold winds (the buses only head back to St Malo at 5pm).
So instead we went for a wander in the walls of the Old Town. It’s such a beautiful little area, with cobblestone roads, lantern-lined alleys and tall stone buildings squeezed together. The snow made the streets all the more dream-like, except when a runaway snowflake would blow into my eyes….
I bought a couple of souvenir trinkets at a marine-themed store, whose speciality was brass, wood and naval furniture.
The wind started picking up and the snow began to come at us sideways, so we headed back to our room for a quick warm up, and went out again for lunch. Needless to say, we stayed there a while, pitying the poor people who were trying to brave the whirling snow.