Over the past two days, we’ve been in Normandy, France.  We arrived to a 600 year old house castle. It had a gate and courtyard, which was situated on a farm. We went into the main room of the house and later found a picture of the family with a tank and US medics after D-Day. It was definitely an interesting place to stay.

The nights though have been interesting. When the owner showed us our room, I realized that all six of us were going to stay in the same room at night. It was going to be an adventure. (Nixon had his moments over the last two nights but we survived.)

Traveling over to Normandy had few fun stops. Our first stop was Bayeaux which is one of the towns that were completely preserved from the war. They had an amazing church similar to Notre Dame. They also had a really neat water wheel. We stopped also for my first French crepe. I was excited to get a sausage and cheese one, but when it came out the sausage was uncooked with pieces of pig in the sausage. Yes, it was authentic sausage but did not look appetizing. Also I found out that unaged goat cheese is very different than aged cheese. Definitely not my thing. (Aged goat cheese is actually quite amazing.) But, the crepe was disgusting, which amazed me for France. 0 for 1 on Crepes.

We then arrived in Normandy. It humbles you to think that just 70 years ago marked the battle that changed the landscape of our world’s history.We saw and explored the bunkers in Omaha beach. this was our main entrance and cost the most American lives. The next day we also visited the Normandy Museum, which Nixon didn’t enjoy so I zoomed through it as fast as possible. Ron loved it though so we spent a good 5-6 hours there.

Then the rain came in and we stopped by an area where you could see the boats sunk in the ocean. The visibility wasn’t great.
We then trekked over to the cemetery where thousands of soldiers were buried, which was well done. I later found out that the US owns this land. They had an amazing monument built in honor of the fallen soldiers and the sacrifices made on D-Day. By the time we arrived, it was pouring outside. Nixon and I hid under one of Jason’s umbrellas. So we finished up, had some pizza and wine, and then sleep.
The next day all four of us went for a five mile run on Omaha beach, which we found a few mores bunkers. And then we got ready for our trip to Mont Saint-Michel.