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... do not operate on Monday except I expect Paris. We did however find a little Cheers like bar open and wandered in. Sitting around the bar was the bar owner and his 3 mates having a good old time. There was only one chap who spoke a semblance of English so of course hubby just couldn't resist in trying to have a chat with them all. Fortunately for us, as soon as they found out we were Aussies, they were our ...
Our last 4 nights on route to Paris were spent in Honfleur. This was one of my dad's favourite places on his last trip to France, and I can see why. It was a great place to end our French regional sojourn. Honfleur is a charming maritime town, centred around the Vieux basin (old harbour), with its sailing ships and colourful buildings. We also happened to be there on the weekend of a shrimp festival!
The Saturday morning market around the old harbour ...
... then both asked for poulet(chicken) & were told there was only boeuf ( steak). Which we said ok & we would have it medium. Well. It was so rare, and tough we could hardly cut it. Geoff was looking in his French phrases book ( thanks Dan) & he found the phrase ' vous etes certain que ce n'etait pas du cheval'. Which means 'Are you sure that wasn't horse.' Which I thought was quite appropriate. When Geoff went to pay he had trouble with them understanding ...
... listening to music. On the outskirts of Paris,
the TomTom took us into a low ceiling height tunnel, even though
there were other signs for the direction we were heading in. It must
have saved us some time however and we rolled into Le Havre very
early, parked up and had time to visit a few bars before choosing a
restaurant where we had great cheap steaks. Later, we were shown
straight onto the ferry and found the one and only bar. It was a
bare bones Brittany ship ...
... This is where the biggest losses of the day were. they got stalled and were being mowed down on the beach till they got moving. I headed down again....and continued on...to the American Cemetery...the one in "Saving Private Ryan".
Had a hard time accepting that you had to go through security to get in....but its the American way no matter what it is....they had me empty all me pockets and go through a detector in bike gear....of course it went ...