(Disclaimer — I *stole* all the images in this post from Romain’s Facebook page. Tee-hee.)
So the apartment in which we are staying in Nantes is atop the Passage Pommeraye, an incredible little shopping center in the center of the city that opened in 1843. Yes, 18, as in EIGHTEEN, 43. For context, go take a look at this link, and this one, too.
The Boudeaus came over at 5pm to have a little goûter, a late afternoon, typically sweet, snack. Manon made banana bread and we provided kouign-amann and macarons from Maison Georges Larnicol, a shop inside the Passage Pommeraye.
After finishing the tasty treats, we ventured into the center of the shopping area to take some photos. The one at the top is a panorama Romain took. Those below should be fairly self-explanatory (other than Melinda’s expression in the one on the left). Apparently, he didn’t get any shots of his parents…