My first visit to the D Day beaches was very moving...and I was not the least bit interested in WWII. But I had this strange feeling that I had been there before. More strange than that, I was in Normandy the day Dwight D. Eisenhower died. People were crying in the streets and Ike's picture was on every shop door.
I then went to Le Mont and stayed two nights in a hotel whose alley-way entrance was no wider than my shoulders.
I'm pretty sure we walked right through that alley. Some of them you had to turn sideways to make it through. Five years from now if I keep drinking the wine, I may not make it through sideways.
Thanks for the post, le Mont St. Michel is such a great place to visit. When I interned with an architect in Normandy, one of his friends was a resident on the island (there are about 50 full time residents). He showed us several hidden spots but the best was climbing up into the bell tower and ringing the bell. On our way to have tea with another neighbor, the locals teased him for always ringing the bell for no good reason. Ah, the life of a tourist! :)
Wow, that castle looks amazing!
ReplyDeleteMy first visit to the D Day beaches was very moving...and I was not the least bit interested in WWII. But I had this strange feeling that I had been there before. More strange than that, I was in Normandy the day Dwight D. Eisenhower died. People were crying in the streets and Ike's picture was on every shop door.
ReplyDeleteI then went to Le Mont and stayed two nights in a hotel whose alley-way entrance was no wider than my shoulders.
I'm pretty sure we walked right through that alley. Some of them you had to turn sideways to make it through. Five years from now if I keep drinking the wine, I may not make it through sideways.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the post, le Mont St. Michel is such a great place to visit. When I interned with an architect in Normandy, one of his friends was a resident on the island (there are about 50 full time residents). He showed us several hidden spots but the best was climbing up into the bell tower and ringing the bell. On our way to have tea with another neighbor, the locals teased him for always ringing the bell for no good reason. Ah, the life of a tourist! :)
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