Friday, October 14 and once again it’s time to move on. No matter how long a trip is there’s never enough time to see everything. I have enjoyed Brittany and wish I could have seen more. Another thing that made this stop extra nice was our apartment. It was so comfortable and had everything we needed.

On our drive to Bayeux, our base in Normandy, we made a stop at Le Mont Saint Michel. Many people go out of their way to get there and love it. It’s a pilgrimage site. We went there in 2014 at this very same time of year and we were disappointed. Or underwhelmed. Or less than impressed. It was very crowded and lined with souvenir shops and overpriced places to eat. It just felt a bit tacky. We had no desire to go back. But…it was on the way, so why not? Maybe we would feel differently this time. It was raining on the drive and when we arrived there. We got there just after 10:00 and were hoping we would beat the crowds. And tour buses. And school groups. We saw all that. It wasn’t looking good and we actually had a brief conversation while we were waiting for the shuttle about just leaving. But we had just paid for parking and we decided to stick it out. We got on the shuttle (after about a 25 minute wait) and made it to the island. Even with all the people there they seemed to be more disbursed after getting through the gate. The groups of kids were noisy, but we tried to avoid them as much as possible. It didn’t seem as tacky as it did before. We both decided we liked it much better this second time around.

We continued our drive to Bayeux and found our apartment. The location is great and it has secure parking. Other than that it’s very disappointing. We have been lucky to find moderately priced places to stay that were comfortable and always provided all or almost everything we needed. This place is lacking in so many things, and I suspect someone lives here normally. There’s a room that’s locked but has a large keyhole. It’s obviously a bedroom. The refrigerator is full of food and one shelf was left empty for us. There wasn’t a coffee maker, electric kettle or toaster. We definitely won’t be cooking here. Anyway, there’s nothing we can do about it so I just need to get over it. There are a number of restaurants just down the street from us, but being a Friday night and not having reservations we had trouble finding a place. We walked down a small street and found a place and were very happy with it. We both had delicious gallettes. Feeling full we walked back to the apartment, stopping on the way to make dinner reservations for Saturday night.