being tourists

Usually, while on "vacation," Dan and I are running all over wherever we are, trying to see as much as possible in a short amount of time.  We always return home from "vacation" needing a vacation.  So, upon arriving in Quiberon, we decided that since we would be living here for a year, there was no need to run around like crazy tourists.  We have slowly ventured through the trails behind our house, and I almost know the way in and out of our little village of Kerniscob.  But it wasn't until today that we did anything truly touristic.  With the encouragement from our new friend (and a future colleague) Karine, we bought tickets for a boat tour to the Ile aux moines (by the way, there are no moines (monks) on this island after all!)  We caught a boat and had a guided tour of the golfe du Morbihan before having une escale of about two hours on the island itself.  After a quick stop at a creperie (we are in Bretagne, after all!) we rented bicycles and set off to discover the island.  It was adorable.  What a lovely place to live and visit!  The small roads meandered here and there, mostly uphill, it seemed, but we enjoyed ourselves.  The weather held up and we enjoyed the sun and breezes.  We stopped to visit several old megalithique sites, like this one, the second largest in Europe, after Stonehenge.  Without a map (the tourism office had to close for lunch, of course!) I had to trust Dan's instincts to get us back to the boat in time.  I'll be honest, I second guessed him a few times and I was not thrilled at the speed in which I had to pedal to get us back to the boat three minutes before it was set to depart, but we are making memories, non?  I am glad that we took the time to be tourists.  We didn't even hear any English, which makes us wonder if Quiberon is only known to Europeans.  We won't tell!