So my husband took me to a little tour in Bretagne, to celebrate my 29th birthday. We went to Brocéliande and had a lovely dinner -with buckwheat crêpes of course. The next morning we experienced the strongest rain ever. Add mysterious woods, places like Merlin's Grave or Vale of No Return, strong lightnings and you have the movie we were in. Felt good though. Then the rain stopped and we could walk a bit.