In our dreams, we have a house like the Huygens. If we have one Font secret, it is this gite that we stay in. The entire house is designed in a deliberate manner, with a Dutch design aesthetic that is at once fashionable and functional.
Mr. Huygens has a barn where he keeps his hydraulic log splitter, the tractor he carries the wood in, and it is surrounded by the logs he delivers, via said tractor, directly into the back of the fireplace which he designed for such a convenience.
I could devote an entire blog to my love of this house, but I will spare you for now.
A short walk from our gite is the famed Chalet Jobert. Every year this pig is wallowing in the pen in front of the restaurant. And every year we think to ourselves, "can that really be the same pig", surely a pig wouldn't last long in front of a restaurant where they serve pate in casserole-sized dishes like meatloaf.
Lest the pig get lonely, it has for company a very friendly donkey. We hope he stays out of the casserole as well.
We greeted the animals during a short trek through Dame Jouanne, where we had gone to get a little rest day exercise climbing the long staircase through decomposing boulders to take in the view of the Basilica St.Mathurin. It was too hazy for photos of the view, so, dear readers, you get animals instead.What would a rest day be without pastries? At the Salon de Thé by Frederic Cassel they plated our macaroon and mille feuille to share, with bonus bits of chocolate and pistachio. Coffee wasn't bad either, for France.
Love the Pig!
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