normandy

I'm back from normandy. back on the internet. still computer-less (or computer cord-less) so posting is still scanty. my apologies. normandy was wonderful. here was the schedule of events:

giverny (monet's house and gardens)
rouen (death place of joan of arc)
bayeux (famous tapestry)
normandy beaches
arromanches (d-day museum)
random fields (german bunkers not bombed out)
pointe du hoc (german bunkers severely bombed out)
american cemetary
saint malo
mont st. michel

pretty much every place had it's incredible parts, which makes choosing my favorite spot of the weekend a hard thing to do. I had an awesome and solemn experience with the d-day stuff and the cemetary, a powerful and emotional time. my favorite of that day was wandering the windswept fields were the bunkers were at the top of the cliffs overlooking the ocean. mont st. michel was sadly disappointing. very interesting, but much more touristy than I anticipated. maybe it was over-anticipated in my head for too many years.

I think if I had to choose, old city saint malo would have to be my favorite. we just had an hour there and me, allison and richelle walked the ramparts and enjoyed the view of the empty beach and the atlantic ocean. then me and allison ran down and waded. the water, the wind, the smells and sounds, carrying my shoes and rolling up my pants and burrowing my toes into the sand. I just melted into the moment. and it was heavenly.