We travelled through many villages in Normandy, some very beautiful. This was something I would not have been able to do on my own and for that I was grateful.
La Cote Fleurie
Literally The Flowery Coast, this is where I found myself quite late at night, in a hotel called The Terminus, in Deauville (I think). I remember sitting on the beach watching the sun go down at around 11pm and marvelling at the extended hours of daylight you get in summer in this part of the world. Whilst I was marvelling I was joined by another person staying at the hotel - a sandpaper rep as it turns out. He was travelling around Normandy, visiting workshops, and after a day or two of sussing him out I decided he wasn't an axe murderer but just someone sick of their own company who could show me around.
We travelled through many villages in Normandy, some very beautiful. This was something I would not have been able to do on my own and for that I was grateful.
We travelled through many villages in Normandy, some very beautiful. This was something I would not have been able to do on my own and for that I was grateful.
