The night before we had planned our train and accommodation in St. Malo, which is in the north of France. We wanted sun and a tan to go home to! We had breakfast and checked out of our room at 11. Then we looked for a supermarket for some food, as the train left at 3.30 and we wouldn’t get to the campsite until about 11pm.
Most of the big supermarkets were closed, but we were given directions to a smaller store. We bought some basics and went back to the hostel to make sandwiches, while Alex looked for flights home from where she’s going after her interrail.
We sat in the hostel kitchen and stole some goodies left over from breakfast – more sandwiches! We read for a while then caught the bus to the train station.
On our second train from Brussels, we caught a TGV. The conductor asked us for our tickets so we shoed him our interrail. The then told us we needed a reservation. As per usual, we played dumb: “ we needed a reservation? Oh, we didn’t know!” He then proceeded to charge us €26 each!! I became an angry consumer and said it was ridiculous for him to charge us for seats when no one was sat there anyway. Somehow we scarped the money together between us. Luckily I had my card because I lent my cash to Alex as we couldn’t find a cash point in Bruges before.
When we finally got to St. Malo we rang the campsite as no one at the station spoke English... and apparently no one at the campsite did either.
We found an ATM and a nice bus driver tried to help us. We caught a taxi to the campsite which wasn’t too expensive. We set our tent up (pretty well considering it was dark!) and had a game of cards, got bored and slept.
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