From Normandy to Brittany

Ok so we left La Paix after spending our final night in the gypsy caravan, which also had a HORNETS nest in it! we killed it tho so it was Ok and lit the tiny stove and cooked NETTLES for breakfast (which poached eggs on top and toast) gypsy stylee and Corey gave us some wine. Then we checked out the website for the next Farm and realised that it was going to be verrrry different!!! The next day we got our covoiterage with a lady called Ann who drove us to Lorient which took about 3 hours and we spoke Franglais all the way, she is an artist who drives from brussels to france twice a week. We Arrived at about midnight and hoped it would still be open, which it was. The next day on leaving the hostel, we planned to walk to the bus stop accross town and after moving about an inch with our luggage and instantly melted in the sun and could not move a centremetre further. So, an old fat French man approached us in our state of despair and said he would drive us to the bus station !!! well good! in the car he said something about British Soldiers in the war being essential and now young English people are indispensible to the French. So we got to the bus station and realised there wasnt a bus (to the middle of nowhere) for FIVE HOURS. We waited and waited and waited and then FINALLY, after dumping a few belongings in a nearby BIN, excersising our nonchalence, we took the bus...