The Phoenix Rises

By sheilaM

Moulin De Moidrey

After a furious storm eventually hit us in the Aire at Mont St.Michel, we were a little jaded. A drive to the next town and breakfast. Coffee revives, but the weather still a bit drizzly saw us sheltering in Claudette until we managed a quick dash up to see this rather lovely windmill. 

There was a view of the Mont, but it quickly melted under the cloud. We stayed a second night and ate at the same place.

Have you ever felt a nuisance in a restaurant? Yes.......
Gotta love France to experience this and stay.

As aye

XS. 

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