Hotel La Coupe d'Or
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... eight miles in and out at each cycle (18 feet per second ) and can be dangerous, especially during storms. Pilgrims would keep their eyes fixed on the abbey's spire crowned by their protector, St. Michael to eventually reach their spiritual goal. I will attempt to give a visual tour of the abbey with the photos I post. It is immense and much more beautiful in person. Tomorrow we travel by train to The Loire ...
... The setting of the Visitor Center, Cemetery, Memorial and Chapel overlook Omaha Beach in an idyllic and peaceful setting in deep contrast to the hell of the battle 70 years ago. If you ever get to this part of France, I would highly recommend that you visit this site. Later, we visited a couple of cute villages. In Port-en-Huppain we climbed a hill where we saw hang-gliders. In Colleville-sur-la Mer we found ice ...
... to the charming little coastal harbor of Honfleur. We saw artists sitting at easels around the harbor, just as Boudin and Monet did. Many consider Honfleur the birthplace of 19th-century Impressionism. Threw a load of laundry in at the local laundromat and went to a little sidewalk cafe for an early dinner. Walked around the harbor before driving the beautiful tree-lined streets back to our hotel in ...
... in to another exhibition which was focused on St Therese's impact on soldiers during WW I. There were literally thousands of war decorations that soldiers have sent to the Carmel with letters of thanks for St Therese helping them to survive the horrors of war. They came from all nationalities. It was interesting to see. The impact that one young woman could have on thousands of soldiers. We found another nice restaurant and had a good feed and a digestif of ...
... layers to be even close to warm. The coldness on the air ate through our helmets and jackets, to the point of burning us.. So we just rode in weary silence.
We rode along a motorway, turned here, went there, then all the way down a steep road, we stopped to jump up and down on the spot to thaw our fingers, toes and face, ate some chocolate and kept riding. We rode back up out of the town along a baron stretch of road where endless fields were covered in ...