Un Jour Douillet

I just got back from visiting the western French coast with my new friend from Munich. We decided, after careful deliberation Friday night, to go to La Baule on Saturday morning. It was great to see the ocean again (oh, how I miss it) but it is very windy there and it was also very cold. Good thing I have my new ski anorak (thanks again, mom). The first thing Katrin and I did was go to a supermarket and buy some bread and fromage for a picnic sur la plage! We also had some chocolate and mademoiselles (which are satsumas).
After the picnic we decided to walk along the beach in our winter coats. The beach was deserted except for us, but the fact that we were the only customers did not sway the multiple beach restaurants to let us in out of the rain for a little coffee. C'est juste un restaurant, they all said, (meaning one would have to buy more than a single cup of coffee) as we gazed at the rows and rows of empty tables. So we kept walking, and got lost for a while looking for another beach, and then we had some galettes (salty crêpes) for dinner. Mine was with ham, cheese, and egg, very good, especially when eaten from a cone of paper and accompanied by a cup of cider. The crêpe guys thought it was great that I was from Seattle so halfway through our dinner, they put on Girls Just Wanna Have Fun and started singing along! Katrin and I couldn't stop laughing, it was such a bizarre song for three French men to be singing while they put chairs and tables away for the night.
Today we just walked some more on the beach and went to see Mama Mia in French, to get out of the pouring rain outside. We were both trying to think of the French word for 'cozy' all day because it really was un jour douillet. And, there, I've just found it in the dictionary, I'll have to tell Katrin.