Leah nearly froze that night, but the next morning we arose, got a croissant and pain au chocolat for breakfast with our fruit that we had brought, and bought a baguette for lunch. We then set out to see the town, did a little window shopping, and finally got see the Bayeux Tapestry! For those of you who aren’t familiar with your 11th Century European history, the Bayeux Tapestry was made in 1077, is 70 meters long, and depicts the account of the Norman conquest of England in 1066. Even Leah was impressed, and she’s not that into history. Afterwards, we came back to our campsite to make lunch. Lunch consisted of:
1 Cucumber from the local grocery store for a veggie- approx. 1 Euro1 Avocado from the local grocery store for a healthy fat- approx. 1 Euro
1 Container of Camembert cheese from the local grocery store for some protein- approx. 3 Euros
2 Slices of Complete Bread from the local Bakery for some carbs- approx. 20 Euro cents
1 Container of salt and pepper from the dorm kitchen for flavor- Free
1 Apple from the dorm for some natural sugar and fruit- Free
= 1 Priceless, amazingly healthy and tasty lunch!
After lunch, I changed into a skirt to go see a mass at the Bayeux cathedral, which was a nice Friday night activity and always cool to hear choir music in a Cathedral. We got there a bit early, so in an attempt to kill time we stopped at a really nice creperie where we had the fanciest and tastiest crepes ever. Mine was with sugared apples, brown sugar, butter, apple sorbet, and a sauce that came out flaming! We also passed an restaurant with a rather unusual menu that they advertised as "creative". Well, I have to give them that. They had stuff like, "food of vegetables spring jumped in the olive oil", and "puck of beets and his/her/its sheets of endives" and "let us annoint and fried lardons..." Yeah, I think they had some issues translating their menu. That night we were SO cold walking back to the campground, and when we got to our tent we put on about 12 layers (pretty much all the clothes we had), and drifted off.
The next morning, we both went for a nice, long, hour and a half run in the direction of the beach. We almost got there, but it was almost time to catch a bus we were trying to make, so we turned around and ran back through the French countryside the way we came. It was lovely. We caught our bus, which took us to Omaha Beach. We sat there for a while and contemplated the history of what had taken place there almost exactly 65 years ago. We also had another apple there and the rest of our cucumber. Afterwards, we got the bus back to the Bayeux train station and realized the next and only train going to our next stop was not for another two and a half hours. It had started to rain at this point, so we found a little restaurant by the train station and stayed there as long as politely possible. There was an American family in there having lunch as well, so we decided to talk only in French to be a little more inconspicuous. Leah was really really tired and silly, and the waiter made the French motion for drinking and asked me if she’d had a lot to drink today. I laughed and replied nothing, but I don’t think he believed me. It was at this restaurant that we saw an amusing container of salt; it contained a picture of a little boy attacking a bird with salt. At the time it was highly amusing. We then went back to the train station for the remainder of our wait, where we played cards for a wh
ile.
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