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The port community known for its sardine and later tuna and mackerel fishing is named for the river (Stêr an Intel) that empties here into the gulf of Morbihan, and we owed the tip to a mural of the campsite’s bathrooms, learning such a picturesque ensemble of beached shipwrecks did exist and were very near by.

Treacherous sand bars in the shallows at the river’s mouth claimed many boats over the years and walking past the dunes afforded some nice views of the bay and the decaying hulls in the foreground.

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one year ago: master medium Patience Worth (with synchronopticæ) plus a blocked alpine pass

eleven years ago: the diplomatic corps written exam and educational standards 

twelve years ago: GCHQ and dragnet surveillance 

fifteen years ago: boycotting Big Oil 

sixteen years ago: an homage to towels 

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Departing from Chion by Orléans, we made it to our primary destination in Morbihan (Breton for small see) and one of the few departments that retained its historic designation after the French Revolution reflagged subnational classifications in order to promote beyond the city of Vannes and on the gulf coast in the commune of Belz.

Legend has it that there are three hundred sixty-five islands here and the number of islets and jetties depends on how one counts them, with many too small for development much less visitors, it probably only numbers forty or so, far less than one for each day of the year, but who‘s counting?

We only took a short walk along a narrow footpath leading out of the campsite beyond its own saltwater basin and have a lot to explore and experience in this beautiful place.

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one year ago: Putin and Kim hold a summit (with synchronopticæ), the premiere of Evita plus the estate of Jim Henson selling off its Hollywood lot

thirteen years ago: the quasi-public character of private pensions 

fourteen years ago: more on the Greek economic crisis 

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For the second leg of our journey, we returned to the Loire valley traveling in the direction of south Bretagne through Sens and Tours, bypassing most of the ensemble of châteaux but found a picturesque campsite on the opposite bank of Vienne with a direct view of the town‘s fortified castle, the last one of its kind in the region. Built on the foundations of a fifth century Gallo-Roman fort, the castle‘s present form dates from the late tenth century when the dukes of Anjou, aligned with the House of the Plantagenets—thus, England, took the town and its defensive bulwark from the king of France, and was expanded under Henry II, securing his favoured residence from his rebellious brother, Geoffrey, the Count of Nantes.

England held this region only util the early thirteen century when Phillip II took back Chinon after a monthlong siege and was thereafter, with some intervening periods of neglect—infamously as a detention facility for the Knight Templar while awaiting judgment and sentencing once they had become too powerful, particularly in the eyes of the French aristocracy—used as the French royal court through the sixteen hundreds.

Joan of Arc was granted an audience with King Charles V during the Hundred Years War over the line of succession and legitimate heir to the throne and presented her vision from God for intervention in the Battle Orléans to expel English influence and political meddling once and for all. After cross examining her sanity and sincerity, Joan was granted command of the army.

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one year ago: Ursula K Le Guin’s webpages (with synchronopticæ) plus assorted links to revisit

ten years ago: the Queen and consort visit Germany plus more links to enjoy

twelve years ago: Western expectations of Türkiye 

thirteen years ago: allowable letters on vehicle registration plates 

fourteen years ago: Chinese copies of European destinations 

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On our way back to southern Bretagne, we took a beautiful and peaceful campsite in the countryside near Verdun.

While there, we took a sombering drive through the World War I battle field on the trenches dug through the fields and forest amid destroyed villages and saw some of the remnants of the three hundred day and night slaughter that killed three hundred thousand with four hundred thousand more injured in a small area covering less than twenty square kilometers.

Surrounding devastated farmland was replanted with trees—the ancient forest lost—and the core of the battlefield left to Nature, restored in the intervening century.

At the heart of the slaughter lies the national ossuary and necropolis with sixteen thousand marked graves of the French dead and the former containing the unidentified bones of an estimated one hundred thirty individuals, both French and German combatants, president François Mitterand and West German chancellor Helmut Kohl famously held hand here at the memorial dedicated in 1932 in September of 1984 to honour the fallen in an act of reconciliation, understanding and friendship.

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one year ago: hair shavings as battery components (with synchronopticæ) plus more mysterious monoliths 

ten years ago: assorted links worth revisiting, Hell is other people plus more links to enjoy

twelve years ago: tiny museums plus social contagion

thirteen years ago: willow shoots, the US army in Germany plus Switzerland’s hidden defences

fourteen years ago: using Google search to transmit secret messages 

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Whilst Israel and Iran exchange increasingly deadly missile strikes as the conflict enters its fifth day—with markedly no respite for the killing of Palestinians seeking humanitarian aid—The US is continuing to coyly vacillate between distancing its involvement and taking credit for an unconditional endorsement once seeing that the offensive by the IDF was garnering good ratings and reception with select audiences. Reasonably unconvinced that the limited supply of thirteen tonne bombs could successfully take out Iran‘s chief uranium enrichment facility, buried under a mountain, Trump seems to be demurring for a deal before committing to the quagmire of another forever war after being lured into it.

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one year ago: assorted links to revisit (with synchronopticæ), the Kyffhäuserdenkmal (1896) plus a long-running webcollage

eleven years ago: frog forecasters 

twelve years ago: Nature’s virtuosity of the avian kind, more on the Transatlantic Trade and Investment Partnership plus Ankara’s Standing Man

thirteen years ago: antique cookbooks plus the EU votes for austerity 

fourteen years ago: a new Art Deco addition plus vacation planning

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Hardly preoccupied with shuttle diplomacy though none the less busy, Trump has chosen this moment to launch, along side his crypto-grift and peddling access with his branded merch, an eponymous mobile his signature poorly executed fashion, not only with a logo suspiciously similar to Deutsche Telekom’s but the coverage map failed to label the Gulf of Mexico as the Gulf of America, since redrawn, the flagship wireless package, dubbed the 47 Plan ($47.45 per month under a contract not easily broken), provides only nominal savings and piggybacks on national carriers, and these Freedom Phones touted as an American made, gold-coloured (only available for preorder, no refunds given) alternative to Apple’s iPhone, cheaper through Trump’s own tariff-subsidies and re-shoring of manufacturing. The latest venture, yet to deliver, is seen as a cheap knockoff (that also is raising privacy concerns) and a licensing agreement rather than anything innovative or patriotic.

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Departing from the G7 summit being held in Alberta at midnight after posing for the family photo of leaders, all urging deescalation—though short of calling for an immediate ceasefire—of the Iran-Israel War that had broken out the days leading up to the meeting, Trump’s press secretary said that the American president had urgent business in the Middle East to attend to, Macron reinforcing his leave of absence saying that Trump sought a stop to the fighting. The speculation seemed to irritate Trump, however, who exclaimed later that they didn’t known his business and was in no mood to talk with Tehran any longer, no longer pursuing negotiations and the nuclear deal but a permanent solution to keep the country from enriching uranium. Counter to the narrative of Washington and Israel, intelligence sources confirm that Iran (their codename for the operation above) is not actively seeking to build an atomic bomb, and meanwhile missiles have been volleyed back and forth—with an established nuclear power, causing mutual destruction but severely crippling Iran’s civilian infrastructure in a fashion that the country may not be able to recover him. Trump went on, suggesting that American direct involvement may be imminent, calling for the evacuation of the capital and hinting that they could kill Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, knowing exactly where he is hiding, but will refrain from doing so for now, pending Iran’s unconditional surrender. “Thank you for your attention to this matter!”

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one year ago: a synthesiser performance piece (with synchronopticæ), OJ Simpson flees police (1994) plus tragic children’s names

eleven years ago: memory storage and retrieval plus the history of garden gnomes

fourteen years ago: between Bonn and Berlin 

sixteen years ago: returning from our Roman holiday 

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Recalling this other automobile-related project, we enjoyed leafing through this new coffee table offering from photographer Lycien-David Cséry of mangled cars with a focus of what we choose (or tolerate or celebrate) be it pristine or broken, those bumps, dents and scratches emblematic of use and time.  Such forms of disfigurement elicit a strange visceral response and revulsion, different from the sort typically reserved for collateral damage in living things or ourselves where imperfection and nicks can be worn as badges of honour and an account of an ordeal, whereas the former come across as something regrettable. Much more from It’s Nice That and the artist at the link above.