The weather has changed as I've driven north - the closer I get to England, the gloomier and wetter it has become. I stopped at Caen to do one last bit of wine buying at the Le Clerc hypermarket and then started the last leg of the journey to Cherbourg. Tempted by stopping at Bayeaux to see the famous tapestry, but was hit by a huge rain storm as I got close and decided instead to push on further.
Instead I made a short detour off my route to visit Utah Beach, one of the beaches used in the D-day landings. A surpringly large number of visitors when I was there. I can remember watching the D-day episode of "The World at War" on tv years ago (maybe mid 1970s?). I thought the tank traps and barbed wire were actually quite a sight. The tank was a bit silly though, I thought
Tank traps on the dunes
The beach itself
I decided to have one last nice meal for my trip having spotted a nice looking place in a nearby village. Moules marniere, followed by an entrecote steak and a creme brulee, washed down with a small carafe of the house red. Not bad at all.
Read chapter 2 of Wolf's Treehouse while eating - even though this is my fifth time of reading, I am still seeing new stuff in it and it remains extremely thought provoking.
Restaurant near Utah Beach
It rains for most of the rest of the day. I am among the first cars to arrive for the ferry but among the last to board. The crossing is on a high-speed ferry and only takes 2.5 hours. I am home by just before midnight - the car has made it. For the next few days, I will be sorting out wine, carrying on de-cluttering the garage and starting to think about what will be required work wise over the next few months.
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