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Roscoff - the exploration
Well, after arriving in Roscoff on Monday and spending the rest of the day recovering in my surprisingly comfortable room in the Hotel Regina, I emerged ready to explore the quaint little seaside town. To cut a long story short - I loved it. It was exactly like you would imagine a tiny French village to be, right down to the bicycles strung with …
Day 3: Normandy
I really don't even know how to describe what we saw and did today. We caught a train to Caen and then rented a car, driving up the coast of Normandy to follow Grandpa DeAngelis's WWII path. We stopped first at Omaha Beach, despite the fact that grandpa wasn't there, because of the historical and emotional significance. We walked through the museum, watched a short video, then walked around the memorial and the cemetery ...
Brest
... aimée si je pouvais rester un peut plus long ou aller plus loin, mais mes chambes brulaient déjà apres 3 heures. J'allais quand-même jusqu'à Saint Mathieu qui est la point toute à l'ouest de la Bretagne. Magnifique. Mais regardez les photos. C'est vraiment impressionnant.
Bon assez pour maintenant. Je vais à Bordeaux maintenant.
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The Beaches of Normandy Weekend: Part 3
... alone. We rubbed up against walls and doors that had, we don't even know what, on them. We saw spiders the size of our hands, snails stuck to ceilings, and tripped into countless puddles of water. Every turn of Haley's phone light revealed a new horror beneath the crater ridden landscape. In one bunker we found an oven: a human-sized oven. It seemed almost too cliche. More likely it was for cooking, but the human burning explanation made the whole thing seem creepier. With every ...
The Beaches of Normandy Weekend: Part 2
... volume would not disturb anyone else, but it seems to be out respect for the dead that no one speaks; it is quiet to let them rest. The cemetery sits only yards from the beach where these men lost their lives. It seems almost poetic. War and loss are the same throughout time. It doesn't matter the reason for the conflict or the loss of life; the result is the same. In the end, we will always be standing in a field of the dead, overlooking the ocean.
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