The week passed exactly as I’d hoped on Île de Ré. There was bike riding (the best way to get around the island), reading, writing, sunsets at the beach, hours on the merry-go-round, cooking and a little bit of art. Our rental house was in the heart of Ars-en-Ré, a family friendly village in the centre of the island with a famous black and white bell tower reaching 40 metres high which once served as a navigation beacon for sailors.
Such a charming place! Are there still donkeys in culottes?
Sounds like the perfect getaway. Lovely!😁