La Rochelle was our first port of call.

My favourite photo of La Rochelle.

I visited the town and the area with my husband several times years ago.Walking through the narrow streets now, passing one shabby house after another, not shabby chic, just shabby, in need of a lick of paint, I wondered why would  any-one want to come here more than once.Even the large harbour with endless architectual possibilities looked so  very ordinary. And it was rather cold. I found a large  creperie  Cafe Leffe with tables outside.They did not serve latte. France. LaRochelle. No latte. I had cafe au lait. It was good and the service was good.And then I walked to the shuttle for the 15 minute ride back to the ship.