Nomads Hotel

The bus left us off  at the Le Harve rail station which was great as our hotel the Nomad was just a short walk away.

Checking into the hotel we discovered that we had somehow lost a day and were a day early for the reservation, made months ago on one of the on-line booking apps that are in our phones. This was no problem for the hotel as the reception quickly booked us through, and as we discovered later after pouring over our itinerary’s the day we lost was for Paris, but the rail travel was for today, but now we were in Le Harve.

Food And Drink

We also discovered that we had somehow booked two rooms, and of course that part of the reservation was unchangeable because of…well… Anyhow it was fine as we relished in our now suites of rooms, with connecting hall ways.

The Nomads rooms are spartan and ultra-modern. A Samsung tablet controls the lights and temp, but only worked on the lights…The shower, it has one large overhead nozzle and then two that you can direct at your mid-section and then a hand-held shower head that just in case some part wasn’t wet or still soapy, one could direct hot water there. The tablet also controlled the color of the lights in the shower and well the Palette is limited only by the user’s imagination.

Normandy Countryside

Le Harve has a trolley that runs through the town. It only costs a few euros for a all day pass. , and we tried to purchase one but the directions at the kiosks were only in French, and everyone surrounding the platform only spoke French, so it was decided that walking would be the way to get to the sea end of town where the restaurants were and  where the waiters only spoke French, but we managed to get actual food that was cooked, and not half bad, at a decent price and again as usual the second hand cigarette smoke was complementary.

There were two reasons for traveling to this shore of France. The first one being to see the ww2 Normandy landing sites. To do this we discovered that the best way would be to hire a car. Which we did. The car was named Ford and it wasn’t long before we were cruising along through the Normandy countryside.

Normandy Country Road

 

The small towns were very peaceful. We had a very nice lunch at a lodge that was the first house liberated in France, alongside of the Pegasus bridge.

We stayed off the motorway and just enjoyed the small town and peaceful environment and stopped at several of the landing sites including Omaha Beach.

Monument at Omaha Beach

The war zone towns are mostly resorts on the beach nowadays. The war long over here, and the only Nazis that come to mind are the republicans in amerika who are still trying to make a profit on blood.

Next day we took Ford on the motor way for a more direct route to Mt. Saint Michael.
The Ford ride was well worth the trip.

We rode the horse carriage out to the Abby and walked back along the sea. The day was sunny and warm, but a bit hazy, making getting that perfect shot of the Mt. difficult.

 Mt Saint Michael

Along the way we discovered a motorway gas stop rest stop where the food is all prepared right there. The pastries and coffee were excellent.

 The very next day we checked out of the Nomad, returned Ford and waited for the ferry to carry us across the English Channel to Great Brinton.