We start by waking up in a good mood. Lots of slugs came out of all last night. Floriane, who slept under the tarp, even has a bit of drool on the shoulder. Some say it's good for the skin after all!
We get back on the road. Little problems continue for Baptiste. His ass makes him suffer and he derails two times.
We quickly join the greenway. This allows us to go quickly avoiding the vertical drop, but we don't see much of Brittany. We make a detour to Malestroit, a very cute "Cité de caractère". Then we arrive at Questembert, at our warmshowers with whom we spend a very good evening.
