We enjoyed a nice dinner at La Petit Nomande, starting with a coupe de Champagne ( Jann was thinking of you as I drank it)
The restaurant was crowded and we played the “guess where they are from ” game. The young couple behind us shared a large plate of oysters which Steve suggested would be a nice aphrodisiac! They were otherwise shy and conservative – English! The couple behind us – he had a shaved head with sunnies perched on top. She was dressed in something like I would wear. Australian? No Canadian! Table next to us. Father with loud voice, quiet mother , two neat sons. Blessed themselves and said Grace. I’ll let you guess where they were from. All answers accepted.
Steve enjoyed oysters. ( he’s asleep right now) followed by pork. I had salmon mouse followed by chicken with cider sauce. All very nice.
We walked home via the Cathedral square as the light show was starting. So another photo to remind you of the fun we had last night.
First stop today , after a lovely breakfast, was the very famous Bayeux Tapestry.
I’ve been so looking forward to seeing magnificent tapestry ( actually it’s an embroidery). It’s 70 metres long and depicts the events leading up to the Norman conquest in England in 1066. It show young Harold who was a very naughty boy and didn’t keep his word to William leading to an invasion and his eventual death. This whole story is embroidered on this linen piece and stretched around a dark gallery. It’s well presented. I though everyone would be jostling for a position to see it but the clever French line you up and give you an audio which guides you through at a comfortable pace. Everyone get to see and hear it’s a win win situation.
Then it was off to our own practically prepared invasion of the five beaches making up the landings of the Normandy DDay invasions on 6June 1944. Such a lot to see and take in. We started with the museum and Memorial in Bayeux then we drove the 20km to the coast for our invasion of the 5 beaches. It was a huge feat of organisation but I must say the beaches were much easier for the landing than the poor Australians had at Gallipoli. The information is presented in different ways: French – Charles de Gaulle ( the French were the bravest) or American ( we saved the day) or English ( it’s all in meticulous preparation. ) kind of way. Very interesting and I’ve learned a lot. Steve had a swim at the middle of the five beaches startling the people and the lifeguards by swimming out and around one of the “mulberries” part of the false harbour the English created. It wasn’t far – well not for our Steve.
We finished with a visit to American Cemetery a magnificent place overlooking Omaha Beach. Very moving place set in wonderful gardens with simple white marble crosses. All 9,000 of them.
Now im listening to more beautiful bell ring g telling me it’s wine o’clock. So off I go to meet Steve at the nearby bar – he couldn’t wait for me to finish!
Looking towards Arramanches where Steve swam around one of this things you can see in the water!
Steve off for his D Day swim
The beautiful American War Cemetries.
Saw this little chap and it reminded me of our very significant contribution to the war.
It never ceases to make me sad to see the loss of life.
We arrived quite late into Bayeux after stopping at Caen about 20km away. There is a very good memorial to the war set in parkland which is well worth a visit. Outside is the image of a sailor grabbing a girl into a big kiss. Looks rather cute but reading about It shows that it is not a sign of Liberty but of possession. The women is being grabbed and made to submit by a stronger power just like countries in the war were made to submit. Quite powerful.
We found our lovely small hotel B&B La Villa on a lovely green square. Poor Steve carried both bags up the stairs but it was worth it. Once again I’ve chosen well as its a charming room- big and airy overlooking a green square called ( appropriately) Place Charles de Gaulle. We are starting to hear a lot about Monseuir de Gaulle!
We unpacked a few things then headed off to explore and what a lovely little city it is. Like all lovely French places it has its petit train to carry those not inclined to walk the cobbles. There are lots of green spaces and a little river running through the main part of the little city.
Bayeux though very close to the beaches of the Normandy invasion, suffered very little bombing so the magnificent Cathedral and other buildings have survived.
As I’m writing this I’m listening to the bells from the Cathedral tolling loudly over the city. Steve thinks it’s s call to beer!
After dinner last night we waited for the wonderful “Lights of Liberty” or ‘Les Lumieres de la Liberte’ a light and sound show. Colourful lights are projected onto a huge tree in the Cathedral square with accompanying music. It was magnificent if just a tad tiring for my ‘tourist’ legs standing in one spot for an hour!
So we fell into our big comfy bed round 11.30 as the show can’t start till it’s dark and that’s around 10.20! Lucky our hotel is very close!
Our last night in this wonderful little village and it wasn’t without incident !
We did our usual wander around checking out menus and selected Medieval on a corner at the entrance to the village. It had a lovely garden courtyard and was perfect until the rain! We scrambled inside along with the others which made it hot. So after the rain stopped out we went again and then ……
Drama. A big truck tried to fit up the little street. There was a bollard in the middle of the little cobbled road. But that didnt stop him …….boom went a tyre. Crash went the bollard and whoosh. Off drove the truck.
At least he created a drama and had everyone in the little restaurant courtyard chatting like old friends.
But next morning the workers were there fixing it.