The decision to head north from Paris and spend three weeks meandering from Brittany south along the West Coast to Bordeaux, all by train, was largely spontaneous. I met someone while cycling along Paris’s canals who patriotically mentioned the beauty and history of the northwestern corner of the country. A few days later I hopped aboard a train at Gare du Nord in Paris. Over the next three weeks, I barely spoke a word of English and hopped between several delightful Airbnb hosts as I slowly pieced together a trip between some of France’s most charming, beautiful, and under-explored towns along the beautiful, whimsical West Coast.