We rolled ourselves up behind a big flower-stand, which was the only possible shelter, but we became merrily soaked wet in a minute.
The whole funny ordeal had lasted for no more than six minutes, but was really impressive, mostly because here in Europe we are not used to tornados or similar adventurous weather phenomena.
Then the sky became light blue once again and when we arrived to the centre of Concarneau we were nearly completely dry.
This is the last photo I could take before the huge shower!