Spending a day cycling south through the Brittany (France) countryside and running out of water, I hadn't seen anyone for hours and was thirsty. First I saw a mobile phone mast and thought that where there are mobile phones there are people and something to drink. Then I saw the top of a water slide and thought that where there are water slides there are swimming pools and cool drinks.
Parking the mountain-bike I went to the poolside bar and had a cola with ice, sat back and watched the sun tanned swimmers playing in the water, the sun light reflecting on their wet bodies, the men and boys wearing only speedos.
The whole community seemed to be there, all ages happy together in this outdoor pool in this one horse ville.
There is a swim briefs rule in many French pools, and it works; without boardshorts even a crowded pool looks inviting.
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