Even as Laura and Marine, our student tour guides, give us details I notice that it’s the petite bits of information that make their presentation interesting.
“Prieuré Saint-Nicolas was established by the Benedictine monks in the 12th century, but was sacked during the religious wars,” says Marine.
I am captivated until something smaller finds my attention. It is a sign that clearly says to not take photos.
Even as we head to the beach I can’t help wondering why they simply don’t rebuild the bridge. They could ultimately save money, time, and fuel. Thankfully, my attention diverts time a more worthy cause. It is a small neon ball. It flies through the air, paddle-to-paddle, as we play beach ping pong.
The walls of l'île Penotte have been a personal canvass for Danièle Arnaud-Aubin since 1997. Some only see small sea shells when walking along the beaches in Les Sables, but she envisions something more. She takes all the small things to make beautiful collages depicting ancient stories and legends.
Our guides stop into a bike shop to rent two rosalie a pedales, which are four-seater bikes. The weather is tranquil, and a nice beachfront bike ride is a perfect way to relax. However, the easy going joyride quickly turns into a race. We whizz pass elderly couples and families laughing hilariously. Everything is going so fast, but in the midst of the chaos something catches my. It is the largest fake ice cream cone I have ever seen.
We stand in front of the shop after the race, reflecting on our trip to Les Sables. There are monuments. Then, there are moments. They can be some of the smallest details that combine to comprise our memories, and ultimately remind us of a wonderful day.