I visited Belle Ile En Mer when I was about 14, on a school trip to France. It was during the holiday period when I was staying with my host family. All of the other kids were staying with people that were friends with each other, but I was staying with someone in a different grade who lived so far away from everyone else. I was feeling pretty down and home sick, and then my host family took me to this island. I can't really remember it exactly but I remember that it was beautiful. It was on the ferry over to the island that I finally managed to get into Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, and I think it was something to do with the beauty of the island that helped turn it into one of my favourite books. When we were there I had one of the best meals of my life, it left my host family baffled, because I had told them I didn't like fish for some reason and I ordered fish without quite knowing what it was. I'd love to go back here one day, the name is truly descriptive of the place.
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