The north coast of Brittany is eaten into bays from which the sea retreats to considerable distances, and is fringed with reefs and islands. It is a favourite resort of Parisians throughout its stretch, from Dinard to Plestin.
When I'm stuck for a closing to a lyric, I will drag out my last resort: overwhelming illogic.
I am prepared to resort to anything, to submit to anything, for the sake of the commonwealth.
What then in the last resort are the truths of mankind? They are the irrefutable errors of mankind.
The last resort of kings, the cannonball. The last resort of the people, the paving stone.
The village of Polgardi is a dusty roadside settlement northeast of Lake Balaton, a resort area in western Hungary popular with German tourists.
I love the sea, but I avoid any sort of seaside resort that has skyscrapers or seaside entertainments.
