Notes On Being a Beach Bum in Brittany, France

May 2009, I spent two weeks on Larmor-Plage in Lorient, France. I was alone for the weekend and had no idea how to navigate the area…I don’t think I’ve found a less documented place than Lorient, but damn those beaches were rad. Here are some rambles.

I love how the French say “beach.” Like “bitch.” “Do you want to go to the bitch?” “I love the bitch!”

I have researched the hell out of Lorient, and have found nothing. I’d kill to go to Belle-Ile-En-Mer, but all the information is in French, and there are no English websites. Do you know how frustrating it is to be in Brittany, on a free trip, and not be able to do ANYTHING? The Loire Valley is midway between me and Paris. I don’t have a phone, I don’t know French, and I am essentially alone.

I became so desperate last night that I Googled “How can I make friends in Lorient?”

Sad
I didn’t find any. So I depleted my wine and beer stock, and got absolutely hammered. Alone. In my apartment. I wandered out onto my balcony and mooned the beach. I stumbled around my kitchen and ate the last of my lemon pies. And then I passed out, at 3 a.m. It would have been the perfect evening to sit on the beach with a bottle of wine and a lover, and instead I staggered around my apartment and sang loudly to MFM Pop radio.

To top it all off, my washer has become possessed by Satan.

Devil washer
I ventured to the beach yesterday, however. The French have no insecurities: I saw more saggy boobs and exposed ass than I ever want to see again in my life. Everybody was out with their friends and families, lounging around, soaking up the sun. I dipped my toes in the ocean, snapped some pictures, and laid in the sun for two hours. It was uncomfortably hot, and I didn’t bring a hat or water. Even my boobs were sweating. I tanned and read some trashy John Grisham until I felt nauseous and had to leave.

Bitch...beach, it's all the same

  • December 02 2009

    Sounds like quite the adventure. And I like John Grisham – read most of his works.

    • December 03 2009

      The one I read was about a washed up American football player in Italy…perfect light travel read!

  • September 21 2013
    zoe

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  • September 21 2013
    zoe

    Ahaha this is so great! My mum thinks i’m insane- the way i laugh at your blog. And the demon-washer has visited me too….

  • September 21 2013
    zoe

    Ahaha this is so great! My mum thinks i’m insane- the way i laugh at your blog. And the demon-washer has visited me too….

  • September 21 2013
    zoe

    Ahaha this is so great! My mum thinks i’m insane- the way i laugh at your blog. And the demon-washer has visited me too….

  • September 21 2013
    zoe

    Ahaha this is so great! My mum thinks i’m insane- the way i laugh at your blog. And the demon-washer has visited me too….

  • September 21 2013
    zoe

    Ahaha this is so great! My mum thinks i’m insane- the way i laugh at your blog. And the demon-washer has visited me too….

  • September 21 2013
    zoe

    Ahaha this is so great! My mum thinks i’m insane- the way i laugh at your blog. And the demon-washer has visited me too….

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