My first port of call ashore is Saint-Servan, a short walk along the beach front, from the harbour.
For, whilst the city intra-muros is well supplied with shops, few are geared toward meeting the daily needs of a cruising skipper.
Saint-Servan proves picturesque in its own right.
Boasting bread shops galore, and two supermarkets, on its high street. Its pavements thick with al fresco eateries.
Unable to resist the pun, in the self styled Corsair City, I stop at a barbers. Emerging shorn, by Valere, of surplus growth since my Les Sables d'Olonne trim.
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