Garden Variety

We topped off the day with a touch of neo-classicism at the Jardins d'Eyriniac. Whatever the original purpose of this 18th century complex, it now seems to function quite effectively by keeping French gardeners fully employed.



At the end of our long day, Miles refused to settle down during dinner (not an unusual story by any means). This time, the elderly father of our restaurant's proprietress came to the rescue, pushing Miles' poussette and singing him Belgian lullabies until he finally succumbed to sleep.