Le Grand Hotel Des Thermes Marins De St-Malo
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Well it was a shame to have to leave our lovely campsite at Pontorson but we needed to hit the road. We headed about 45 mins west to the ancient walled city of St Malo where we were going to stay on an 'aire'. Aires are places where motorhomes are allowed to stop over for a night at very little cost (sometimes free) and can range from a supermarket car park to a basic campsite. I had yet to win Paul over on the merits ...
... 8364;1.21, bonus!
(Tue) After 2 days of torrential rain we were lucky enough to see some blue sky again so packed up a picnic and set off along the river path which runs directly behind our campsite all the way to Mont St Michel (12 mile round trip).
Apart from the monuments in and around Paris, Mont St Michel is the most visited tourist attraction in France. This mediaeval walled city, crowned by ...
... and with dozens of burly truckers we queued again as hearty homemade food was dished up. And with plates full of beef bourguignon we sat down with the Portuguese, French and Spanish Lorry drivers to watch a football match on the telly.
We hadn’t been in Spain long when the heavens opened and finding ourselves in the historic town of Montfort de Lemos we parked by the river. The next day after a stormy night we went for a walk but ...
... dry, so we packed up and set off for St Malo. In St Malo the wind strengthened enough to stop P &P in their tracks before they were blown over by the wind. Fortunately there was no damage. A bigger challenge was boarding where the side wind nearly pushed us off the ramp. But we're safely on now and waiting to set sail. Bon voyage et Bon nuit. Next blog from the ...
... 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 ...