There’s a new late train back from La Rochelle on Sundays, we can leave at 1750 and still be back in Brussels before midnight. (The photo for today is from the open doors of the Thalys about to leave Paris, most of the journey done.) I think La R is the furthest down on the west coast you can get by train after work and be by the sea. I love going there. L gets annoyed because S and I say “high skies”. Even if it is just as cold in Chatelaillon as in Brussels, you get high skies in Chatelaillon rather than Brussels grey when it is never really light in the winter. Manchester is like Chatel: when it is not raining the skies are high. Oxford is like Brussels.
The other thing you can do in Chatelaillon in the winter is run on the beach with your dog off the lead. And if I’m running he is more focussed, less likely to go off and ruckus with other dogs or bully small children.
