Côte de la Granit Rose is a commune in Côte d’Armor department of Brittany and we came here for a very precise list of things: crêpes, cider (as if we didn’t have enough of it in Normandy), menhirs and huge pink granit stones that are the reason of the name of this area. And as always, we were not disappointed.

As I am editing this article in december 2021 (more than two years later!) I can’t stop wondering what the hell was going on with our style. I mean we were supposed to be bloggers, taking pictures in fancy sweaters and hats, is that the reason why our blog was never a success? Anyway, I will hide my orange trainers under a B&W filter.

And just like that after a day of rain and gloom, we were granted with a tender spring sun that suited perfectly to the blue waters of the sea and those huge pink cliffs. It looked surreal and very cinematic, and we felt so small and tiny close to these toys of nature.

Looking at these pictures I think how the marketing campains would compare them to Polinesia or Maldives, but honestly, why people love so much these comparisons? I mean, I know why, but are they still necessary? Brittany definitely doesn’t need it – it’s unique and beautiful.

Finally, the sunset. It meant we could follow the Sentier des Douaniers – a highlight of the whole trip. With the warm sunlight of the end of the day, the granit really takes the pink color so the name Granit Rose is once and for all justified. That was an incredibly beautiful walk, when we couldn’t decide whether we should direct our attention to the beauty we see around or take as many pictures as possible. We managed to do both and I am very happy.

Often we wonder – so people do live here. They do wake up every day to see this. This is their everyday life. This sunset seems to them perfectly normal. They’ve walked this path countless amount of times. It isn’t something extraordinary in their eyes. And then I think about our life wherever and no, it didn’t feel normal, it felt astonishing every single day.

I don’t have enough of synonyms to express how peaceful and refreshing it can be – just sitting on the cliffs, watching the waves crashing below, watching the grass bend under the wind, seeing the birds plan in the sky, indifferent to the weather conditions that affect humans so much. There are no words and everything was said hundreds of times even within this small piece of internet that belongs to us. This house, though…

As food guarantees 50% of the joy of any trip, we never limit ourselves on gastronomic delights. Luckily, Brittany has loads of that, even if consuming crêpes would be more than enough to satisfy our insatiable appetite. This time we discovered seaweed, buckwheat and local honey ice cream – god, that was delicious.

Tréguier was a last stop of this trip and I remember how exhausted and tired we were after the huge portion of beauty and emotions we received over that weekend. Three hours drive awaited us and a whole summer (and a bit of autumn) to see more of Brittany under each possible weather and every possible light. So we will be back very soon with more of it. (In the next several years I hope 😅)