June 2025
Arriving in the city of Vannes from Paris, a tourist won't notice anything special. After 5 minutes something interesting appears on a paper in a store: "entry forbidden to drunk people." More precisely, a beautiful French phrase is used "to alcoholized persons"
Obviously nobody knows about the city of Vannes, and that's normal. But with all that, there's a fast train here from Paris, you can get here in a couple of hours. As of 2025, I've stopped saying "fast train," now for me it's "TGV." Regardless of country.
The city has a square and shops
A church (and you wouldn't immediately guess)
A free museum with three exhibits
Oh yes, we're in Brittany territory. As it turned out, this isn't quite France, well more precisely, they try to be different. Turns out I'd already been to Brittany, in the city of Rennes. Over the years I've gained a bit more knowledge and context, last time France was all France, today I understand a bit how different it is everywhere.
We're approaching the sea (even the ocean). A feature of the city of Vannes - you have to wait about a minute for green. Can't compare with the comfort of Paris, where walking on green is bad form. By the way, returning to Prague after Paris is fucked up. Until you live there, you won't know how much the city makes the driver an idiot.
This thing costs about 8 euros, although you can walk around the city in an hour
In the park there's a "laundry," a place where kids now smoke weed. Used to wash clothes.
A sign I've only seen in France, "all directions." Sounds funny to me, the French don't even understand what I'm talking about
A feature of the region - small store name and in huge letters "WE'RE OPEN EVEN ON SUNDAY WE'RE SUCH HARD WORKERS." Again, a French person won't notice this feature at all
By the station the EU budget is being utilized. Homework for the reader: google what this plastic crap is supposed to actually look like
Oh yes, supposedly in Brittany they're reviving the Breton language, so signs are often duplicated. Unbiased opinion from a simple Czech tourist: I didn't hear a word in Breton there and didn't see a single store sign.
And the irony of my life that I didn't know about and only understood now. Several years ago I did interviews in Czech with guys from different countries. The idea was to hear different accents of Czech (the whole country, of course, doesn't give a fuck about this idea). Et voilà, turns out I did more for Breton than France (link with timecode):
Well, I'm leaving the city of Vannes heading further to the sea, by bus to Damgan
