Breakfast chez Cap-des-Rosiers

We stayed at a B&B last night at the tip of the Gaspe peninsula. We arrived just at dark and were shown into a three-bedroom house - next door to the owners’s house. Turns out there were six other guests. We had a bedroom and shared the bathroom with another couple. We’ve decided we are getting too old to have to jockey for position for time in the bathroom.

In the morning we realized that Bill and I were the only English speakers in the house (including the hostess). So it was alternatively very noisy around the breakfast table (all six of them chatting and laughing) or very quiet when Bill or I would try one or two words in French. After we tried to say something, an awkward silence would descend upon the table. It would be quiet for a few minutes while we all concentrated on our food and thoughts, then one of the others would say something in French and a riotous conversation would resume.

Ironic that the one main reason I have liked B&B's is the conversation with the owners and guests in the morning...