Ibis Deauville Centre
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Kilometers covered: 48 Départements traveled: 2 Fromage sampled: 3 Wines consumed: 2 It certainly seemed like the wrong day to start a long-distance bike trip. The weather had turned mean. I wasn't wearing the right shirt. It was cold. I hadn't adjusted my bike gear. I didn't know where I was going to sleep. And I wouldn't be biking until 2pm or later, due to a lecture I was giving at a university in Le Havre, a port city on the Normandy coast. But ...
... Also a highlight in front of the memorial is a huge plaster sculpture of the kiss - famous picture - solider kissing woman on the day the war ended.
This year is the 70th anniversary of the landing of D-Day. Our tour guide took us through the timeline of how we got to war and what happened during WWII, from a French perspective. What I found most interesting was that they were more terrified of communism then of Hitler. They thought ...
... but after lunch we had a bit of a flutter at Trouville’s casino, where we managed to win half of our lunch spend back! It was a beautiful day and the sun was shining for the weekend jazz festival. We watched a great little jazz band playing a few classics (including an encore of the theme from Monsters Inc) nearby the fish market, and took a walk along the beach promenade where everybody was out for a walk, flying a kite, or playing petanque.
... were injured, but with that hockey mentality battled on. They learnt from their mistakes from Dieppe in 1942. But that will be next weeks lesson kids.
I'm not sure when I have been more proud to be Canadian. When Sidney Crosby scored that game winning goal, or this very day. Along the beaches there are readings of what some of the soldiers went through that day. Un-*******-believable day. Pardon my french. I will never forget this for the rest of my life.
... to die for. The entrée on the other hand, well, sometimes when you venture out far enough you find the edge.
I ordered the local shrimp – served grilled and hot. Sounded good and I always like to try local stuff. What came was a bowl full of the smallest shrimp I have ever seen. The biggest were not even an inch in length and that included the head. Okay, I guess you eat them shell, head and all. Dig in.
They weren’t bad, just ...