Funny signs and military memorabilia.

The house nextdoor.

Nice corkscrew stone staircase links all three stories of the house.

The shop across from the weaver's specialized in jams and cider.

I love the entrance to this bakery/biscuiterie.

I took this mainly to show the stonework of the building. It was Mayan-like in its precision.

This appears to be the town version of an enclosed Breton farm. All the buildings are attached and the couryard is enclosed. Nowadays, that keeps the (...)

The sign says it all, even if it is in Breton. "Jos" means Joe. "Ty" means House. "Ostaliri" means Inn (Hostel). The barrel indicates that plenty of c (...)

Another house being eaten up by the local vegetation. This renovated house is a shop of more expensive knick-knacks.

My bladder was begin to give me warning signals so I went down this alley. No way. It was just too nice and clean.

I came out the alley, with my Dad close behind. He was being warned too. Around the corner, hidden by the shrubbery, was the town WC. Phew! We were al (...)

This was in the wall of the house across from the carefully hidden WC.

Your basic Locronan row housing.

This stone planter is part of the house. Note the drain holes below. Nicely done work.

Check out the size of the vines growing around this clothing shop.

The base "trunk" of the vine was at least 6 inches in diameter. Och, aye!

I finally found a delapilated house in Locronan. Darn, it's just under renovations.

Do you the way to Douarnanez? It rhymes, too, just like in the song.

If Hobbits ever built in stone above ground, then this house is it. This is two-story house for little people. Seriously. I would not be able to stand (...)

They even have a sign above the door telling visitors to watch their noggins.