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In Paimpol (again)
Oct. 18th, 2022 03:13 pmYesterday morning, following the instructions of our breakdown service, we took our car to the MG garage on the edge of Saint Malo. I had, of course, considered all the possible outcomes of this action. The best was that the mecanic would say, Oh, yes, that's a well-known problem, I'll just replace this part and off you go...: the worst was that he'd say, Ah, I see what has happened, it'll take a couple of days to get the part. But I had also considered the third possibility, and that's what happened: he took the car round to the garage's hidden charger, and came back to say You must have hit on a dud machine, it's charging fine for me... This ought to be the best possible news - there's nothing wrong! - but of course it means that the problems we have been having will go on being problems (though at least we will know they are not our fault). Anyway, he left the car charging until the garage closed for lunch at midday, didn't want payment, and directed us to the nearest charge point (which we couldn't get to work).
But this had given us enough range to get to Paimpol; and in fact we found a Lidl en route, where we were able to boost our range with an hour at their slow charger, and pick up the second half of Brain of Britain. I have been reading Frances Hardinge's Unraveller, which has made all the waiting around a lot easier. As does the relief, of course, that yes, we can make this work. We had expected to be able to find fast charging most of the time, and relying on slow chargers isn't ideal, but the car is currently parked and charging itself, and we are in our hotel doing other things, so it'll be fine.
So yesterday was mostly devoted to the car, but Tuesday is market day in Paimpol, and we have been wandering around the town enjoying it. It's frustrating, too, because I want to buy so many things - organic onions and potimarrons and previously unheard of cheeses, and great wheels of bread to eat with them - which really isn't practical, when we are still a week from home. Instead, I bought a fish:
and perhaps I'd better make clear that I bought the fish before I even touched the beer!
There's an account of our previous visit to Paimpol, with more sensible pictures, here.
But this had given us enough range to get to Paimpol; and in fact we found a Lidl en route, where we were able to boost our range with an hour at their slow charger, and pick up the second half of Brain of Britain. I have been reading Frances Hardinge's Unraveller, which has made all the waiting around a lot easier. As does the relief, of course, that yes, we can make this work. We had expected to be able to find fast charging most of the time, and relying on slow chargers isn't ideal, but the car is currently parked and charging itself, and we are in our hotel doing other things, so it'll be fine.
So yesterday was mostly devoted to the car, but Tuesday is market day in Paimpol, and we have been wandering around the town enjoying it. It's frustrating, too, because I want to buy so many things - organic onions and potimarrons and previously unheard of cheeses, and great wheels of bread to eat with them - which really isn't practical, when we are still a week from home. Instead, I bought a fish:
and perhaps I'd better make clear that I bought the fish before I even touched the beer!
There's an account of our previous visit to Paimpol, with more sensible pictures, here.
