Maxxanfame: 30.10.2019
Omaha Beach, soldiers' cemetery.
Here on a cliff overlooking Omaha Beach, thousands of white crosses are lined up, all facing towards America in memory of the soldiers who fell on D-Day. A feeling that is hard to put into words overwhelms both of us.
Afterwards, a visit to Mont Saint Michel was actually planned. The tourist trap started at the parking lot, it was impossible to pass by. Well, we parked, but wanted to leave right away, well 9 euros poorer with only 2 minutes of parking. Richer in experience, we set off for the next stop.
In Cancale, things should be more positive, oyster beds as far as the eye can see.
Here in Cancale, where oysters are not a luxury but a culture.
The freshest oysters can be found at the wooden booths at the harbor, skillfully cracked for immediate consumption. Some lemon wedges, a fresh baguette, butter, and wine or champagne (served in plastic cups to keep it real) - we stand by the sea, sit on poles or benches, and enjoy the super fresh seafood. And the shell? We casually throw it back into the sea over the breakwater.
Our last stop for today was Saint Malo, like a stone ship, Saint-Malo proudly stretches its fortress walls into the sea at the mouth of the Rance. The facades and towers rising from the fortifications give the city its unique silhouette. The rampart offers a magnificent view of the city and the beautiful beaches. The walk between the tall houses can continue behind the city walls. After an aperitif, we enter a galettes restaurant. Various galettes were on the menu, with duck breast, ham, tomatoes, Comté cheese, chocolate, and salted caramel. And of course cider. On our way back to the hotel, we accidentally find an Irish pub for our nightcap.