Hotel Restaurant De La Porte Saint-Pierre
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... we headed off through the centre of St Malo towards the port and our second aire of the day.......only to find that we could only park from 7pm until 9am (or we would be towed away)!
I really wasn't winning Paul over at all! So off we went again, retracing our steps, back through the centre of St Malo and on to our third aire of the day. We found the aire in the pretty village of Rotheneuf, it was a small ...
... gothic abbey, is built on a small granite outcrop with one of the highest tidal ranges in Europe.
Le Mont St Michel is not just a church on a rock; it is a whole mediaeval city, one of the few places in France to have preserved intact its mediaeval walls and defences. The city, though small, has about 40 inhabitants and a mayor, and in addition to its religious monuments, has old houses, narrow streets, ...
... crashing overhead.
After yet another stormy night, with fork lightning that lit us up like a pair of negatives inside the Burkemobil , we headed for Portugal. The sun was shining as we crossed the border and heading for the west coast, we followed the river Douro much quieter now than at the height of the season, when we’d struggled past juggernauts on the tricky bends. A more pleasant journey, we were able to appreciate the vast, hilly ...
... then set off down to the port for the restaurant recommended by the campsite owner. It was a good recommendation and the seafood dishes of moules and merely we're very tasty. An added bonus was the offer of putting the bikes in the garage. Replete we realised the sun was put and the wind was strengthening. After apish into the wind we got back to the camp to find ...
... wrenching. There was an eerie mist in the distance as we walked through the cemetery, even more pronounced when we went further down onto Omaha beach. It was not a beach you could picture sun baking on or walking your dog. It had a distinct feel that something bad had happened there, and I was not inclined to hang around too long. However amongst the evil, somehow at the same time there was a sense of meaning, a sense of peace, and a sense of ...