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Montreuil-sur-Mer, Monday 1st November 2010

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We are now at La Fontaine des Clercs campsite again and it’s warm and dry, unlike the last time we were here and, instead of having a take-away pizza from delivery van, I’m cooking a paella with the remainder of my pork and bacon as probably the ‘last supper’ in the van on this break.

Morning light at Juno

We had a lovely walk this morning on Juno beach with a beautiful diaphanous light that I’d love to capture in a picture if I had the right knowledge and equipment. 

Cosy's Bunker

I took more pictures of ‘Cosy’s Bunker’ from further down the beach as it really showed it tilted and half buried in the sand.  I also took a picture of Canadian double cross and flag as a sign of respect for the brave fallen soldiers all those years ago.

 

Canadian Double Cross and Flag at Juno Beach

We set off in this direction at around 10 am and had a job parking just to buy a baguette in the various little towns on the way.  We finally managed to find a spot in Pont L’évêque, but had to queue behind half a dozen people, and more came behind me.  Maybe it had something to do with being ‘All Saints Day’ bank holiday, as I’d never seen that before.

 

Pont de Normandie

Then we carried on to Pont de Normandie, where we crossed the magnificent bridge over the estuary, overlooking Le Havre on the left and the Natural Reserve of the Seine Estuary on the right: a stunning sight in its autumm colours.  We made good progress on almost empty roads and got here before 2 pm.  We set up, had lunch, siesta, paid the receptionist our standard 18 E, took Bramble for a walk around old city walls (which we all love), had shower and sat down to read and relax and then cook.  We are now waiting for the first paella I’ve ever cooked in my new ‘paellera’.  I look forward to the results.

Autumn Colours at the Seine Estuary

Off to vet tomorrow morning at 8.30 and then Calais, although we are thinking about having a look at Touquet Paris-Plage first, as we don’t want to arrive at Citi Europe too early and I’d rather spend the morning somewhere more scenic and riveting than Carrefour car park.

Le Touquet Paris-Plage

Juno Beach, Sunday 31st October 2010

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Omaha Beach

A very busy day today, especially as the clocks went back one hour, but we still got up at usual time, an hour earlier than we should have done.

So we’ve had loads of time to do interesting things, like ‘walking the dog 3 times’!!!  During the first walk, about 8.30 am (9.30 for our body clocks), we went back to the sea wall defenses and took some more pictures in the morning light with hardly anyone around: much better for photography purposes.

 

 

 

 

Omaha American Cemetery

We then drove to Omaha American Military Cemetery, where we arrived soon after 10.00 am.  Words cannot describe the feelings experienced at the sight of all those perfectly lined-up crosses, most with names, but a large number (1,600), without: “The fallen comrades whose names are only known to God”, as the crosses and the Memorial Monument say.  It’s profoundly sad, truly humbling and it rends you speechless, with a big knot in your throat.  It certainly puts everything into perspective and it makes you realise how precious, fragile and special the freedom we all enjoy in the western world today really is and never to be forgotten or taken for granted.  So this 5th November, when we all wear our poppies and remember the fallen soldiers, it will definitely mean a lot more to me.

 

 

'Here rests in honored glory a comrade in arms known but to God'

 

Omaha American Cemetery

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After that almost surreal experience, we drove to Juno beach, where we arrived at around midday and have spent the rest of the day.  We had a beer, lunch, siesta and then visited the Canadian Museum, just a couple of hundred metres down the beach.  Again, another very interesting visit, finding out about the history of Canada and its participation in WWII.  

The Canadian Museum at Juno with remembrance stones

After that, we took Bramble for another walk on the beach and discovered more German pillboxes hiding in the dunes. 

I’m cooking chicken breasts à la Oriental, with garlic, ginger, onions, soy sauce and sesame oil.  I bet it’ll be 100 times better than that awful pork in Arromanches.

 

 

Back to Montreuil-sur-Mer tomorrow for visit to vet on Tuesday.