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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
- Swimming pool
- Reduced mobility rooms
- Indoor pool
- High-speed internet in room
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Wow, where in the world has the time gone? Seems like it was just yesterday that we were in very much anticipation of this trip! Since we all had bags to repack, we decided to stay local again on this last day of our voyage, and do a little shopping in Caen. A visit to Printemps and Galeries Lafayette was on the agenda where I was able to do a little Christmas shopping, as we typically do when on vacation. While we were down town we ...
... seamlessly connected to contemporary flats with no jarring incongruities.
It was a nice town with a buzzing parador where we stayed, full of nicely turned out Spaniards of a certain age, doing god knows what, but spending lots of time ordering cava and cokes in the bar.
Hitting the road after a pleasant stay in Avila we continued heading north through high sierras. Forests, cold winds, incredible rock formations.
Had we suddenly been transported ...
... intact and went to the American cemetery overlooking Omaha beach. We also went to the artificial harbour built at Arromanches which had to be seen to be believed.
It was a long day (as it was a day trip from Paris) but we saw a learnt so much that it was really worth the time and effort. Also, it meant we didn't have to follow the girls on their shopping day...
... working on it nine years later!!! The mayor said that it was the Canadian troops that liberated his town. Ninety-five percent of the town was destroyed - for their courage and bravery in the face of such loss and devastation the town was awarded the Croix de Guerre. Our next stop was a Polish Cemetery - our Canadian men fought arm in arm alongside the Polish. I found a gravestone with the same last name as Steve's grandmother - family member perhaps?? All in all a fantastic ...
We thought we could relax a little more this morning over breakfast but when we double checked what time our D-Day tour departed the receptionist said 8am - what? We thought it was 8:30 and now we only had 20 minutes to wolf down our food. I don't like rushing and Vernon hates it even more, so much so it actually renders him incapable of speeding up. Up the stairs we went, made our coffee and hurriedly grabbed what we could. My strategy was to make some baguette cheese ...