Emerald Coast

Case for the night, the passengers begin to-worry. Leaf booklet with a list of hotels are increasingly looking at his watch. And very few people truly admires the splendid view: the fortress of Saint-Malo in orange light of the setting sun and stretched before us on the Emerald Coast Dinard, where over the lush dark greens like a floating tourist hotel, countless shining glass windows and verandahs. Emerald Coast and really caresses the eyes green. Maybe because he turned to the north. The terrain is relatively low, indented coastline and numerous bays suitable for swimming made the northeast corner of Brittany, a favorite of tourists, the British. This region is difficult to find its own characteristics, most likely it is a cross between Norman and Breton landscape. Genuine Brittany begins farther to the west, which juts into the Atlantic Ocean like a wrinkly dragon's head. Wild rocky coast conceals many nooks - winding bays, bordered by a gray-yellow cliffs, under which rattles pebbles. In this part of Brittany, called Finistere that the sea is always bustling, wrapped in foam. Almost all year round thick wet fog envelops reefs everywhere the voices REVUNOV. Suddenly the wind relates fog and you see the sunny green landscape. If cubes are on level ground at home, slowly dries swampy shore. Under the canopy of trees tortured by the wind sheltered little grotesque churches. In the harbor - a chaotic cluster of fishing boats. . They are often painted bright ultramarine, the masts hung a mourning veil network. Noisy countless canning factory, the village streets are women in wooden shoes and high white caps, in cafeterias and bars rumbling sounds Celtic speech. A mixture of paganism with a deep Catholic religiosity affects you in this quaint region. Mysterious stone structures, often occupying a large area, plunged into confusion by scientists. Suddenly, directly in the field rises squared block, mute and unexplained. Anyone not know who and when it is placed. Front of the church - a primitive stone sculptures, breathable paganism to Roman Catholics. Full of mysteries, this corner of Brittany, a gruff and mysterious. Underlying all still lie starokeltskie manners and customs. Edge of the legends, but at the same edge, constantly fighting with the sea and its dangers. The Gauls called these places Armour, country by the sea.