August 2011
It has been cold and rainy for a few days. We had intended to camp the whole week but after two days, the weather shifted and we have been staying in hostels in old schools. Again today, the weather is threatening rain and the temperature is dropping so we head to Auberge Festive Sea Shack, the cheapest place in St Ann des Monts.The pamphlet we found in an art gallery is a bit off-putting: "Partys therapeutiques" (therapeutic parties?), " Hot tub with or without bathing suits","Kurd with the hairy André", "Festive atmosphere". We are wary but curious. After seeing the International Hostel down the road with the very stiff and cold receptionist and the exorbitant prices, we drive back down the road looking for the Festive Sea Shack. It is down a side road heading for the beach. Lots of cars parked. We clamber down the wooden stairs. A rocky shore. An open bar with Jimi Hendrix playing a song I haven't heard in 30 years. People in hammocks. It feels like 12 degrees outside. This place could use twenty more degrees.
A smiling young man at the desk in the office. In the background, a guitar strummed gently. All the cabins are taken. He directs us to the dorm which is in the yurt. 8 beds - some single, some double, some bunk beds-spread around the edge. It is cold and smells of cat piss. $29 + tax per person. We agree that we will let this one pass. We land down the road at Auberge Micho. A very friendly man receives us. We will splurge $70 for a small room with bathroom and access to a kitchen. And it is warm.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
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