Ibis Caen Centre
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... maintained. It overlooks Omaha beach and as the tide was out I got a better idea of what took place on 6 June 1944. It is obvious the Americans hold their war dead in such high esteem, the grounds are pristine and there is not a thing out of place. If you could call a graveyard beautiful, then this place is beautiful. Time for a pit stop back at our apple orchard again for the night before we head to Le Mont St Michel tomorrow. It was a wonderful ...
... It is so hard to imagine what went on back then, there's no balloons in the skies, no ships just off shore, no blood in the water, no cries for help, no bullets flying and no bodies falling, it is truly surreal. We jumped back in Fifi and continued along the road to the bunker that the boys first captured and spent a while there reading the information, taking some pics and once again reflecting what was so long ...
... at the grocery store down the street from the hotel.So i was ready if i got hungry.
At the Caen train station I was met with other Normandy travelers, my name on a big sign. Our guide was Patrice and my other travelers were a couple from Arizona, Kansas City and Brazil. A good mix. I also met a fellow Decatur, Illinois couple at the Caen Memorial.
As we arrived at the Caen Memorial I saw my second rainbow! As you will remember I saw ...
... and guest speakers. One of the most touching parts of the ceremony was when they interviewed each of the soldiers, briefly. They forgot one soldier, which everyone quickly pointed out. A group of children come out from backstage and tell him, personally, thank-you. This then slowly transitioned into a song called "Imagine" by John Lennon, sang by someone else. During the song, everyone held up their lighters/phone lights ...
... my way around Caen. (I love French towns because they are so tiny!) After my triumphant return to civilization, I needed something to eat. I saw all these French people with a baguette sandwich. So I found the nearest one and pointed, waved money, and attempted French. I actually had no idea what I was getting except Jambon ando beurre. I knew Jambon was ham and I was hoping beurre was not gross. Turns out, it was heaven. I walked around eating my beautiful ...