We are checking out of what has become my home for the last five days. Paul has to go in to work for a while, so I will be exploring a different small town for a few hours. When he gets out of work, we'll head to the American cemetery and museum at Normandy, Utah Beach.
I'm not exactly positive why I chose to visit there instead of going in to Paris. After all, who doesn't want to see the Eiffel tower, and visit the museums? If we had more free time here, I'm sure we would fit it in. The sad thing about leaving here is that I'll probably never come back.
My last solitary breakfast at the hotel...I enjoyed this tremendously, just sitting and people watching, eating that luscious apricot jam. At home, I avoid sugar like the plague, but here I have been more free with it, I hope I didn't gain 20 pounds.
Yes, we went to a nice French restaurant and ordered...burgers and fries. Neither of us ate the buns, and both left more than half the fries...when you get used to eating less, you can't just stuff it in anymore, which is a good thing. I couldn't even think about dessert. After dinner we walked around the town a bit, it was so lovely. The sun doesn't set here until almost ten p.m..
So today we are going sightseeing, then to our hotel near the airport, near Paris...then tomorrow morning, we head back to New York.
I can't wait to see the kids! I never did find Miss Char a birthday present except for some chocolate...oh well.