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Travel Blogs from Roscoff
... freedom to experience. Im so happy for all the time we had together., but now it's over. Time for the new to begin.
I think the bus will always smell like apple perfume.
So I realize this post was a bit weird and obscure and yeah thats been my trip! Hopefully things will make more sensr as I post. I am going to be posting backwards and presently, Luckily I have written a lot of things out already. So look forward to more crazy!
... that you were taxed on the amount of land your building occupied. The town was busy but certainly not packed with tourists and the shops were far from 'touristy'. It was great wandering through the town and we came upon Les Halles, a marketplace, with a range of fresh food which was all of an excellent quality. Here Brad bought some homemade dolmades from a French Cypriot - delicious!
Continuing on our walking tour we started to walk down a ...
... cemetery at Colleville sur Mer. It was a lovely place and very moving, especially armed with all the info we had gotten from Caen and our DDay guide. I didn’t have any real expectations for this part of Normandy, but it was quite fascinating and a real highlight, truly unforgettable.
Our next destination was Mont Saint Michel, but on our way there we stopped at the German cemetery at La Combe. The crosses are dark, thick and heavy, definitely a different ...
... we drove past Newquay to see some of the surfers before driving onto Plymouth to catch our ferry at night. We had a nea escape with Emily our sat nav as she was going to take us to somewhere to get a ferry to Plymouth! We noticed in time to make a u turn and get back on the right road.
we met Marie's mum and dad in Plymouth and crossed to Roscoff in France.
Saturday 16th June
Moved towards Roscoff, but did a great tour round the little harbours and inlets on the coast. Its such a pretty area, like Cornwall but with loads more fish restaurants! We ended up, for lunch of course, in a little village called with a great restaurant on the beach. We were the only the second table in and another reserved table. Suddenly two coaches pulled up and disgorged lots of hungry French. The quiet and peaceful ...