I wrote, over a month ago, a first post #563155 describing the options you get when travelling by your own means. I described how we drove from southwest Spain to Saint Pierre of Aulnay, in France.
After leaving behind that incredible church, we drove through small roads trying to get back to the motorway, as we were running a bit late to arrive to our next destination. I must admit we were driving a little bit faster than we should, and suddenly, we were stopped by local policemen in a small village, as we were caught speeding. We maintained a small conversation in English, checked my driving license and after a few minutes we could keep on with our journey. They advised us to slow down, and we followed their advice.
After the sunset, we arrived at our destination for the next couple of days: Mont Saint Michel. I have travelled several times through France but I´d never had the opportunity to stop and contemplate this stunning place. This time was different and decided to stay there. We managed to get a hotel within the protected area, where you need a pass from the hotel to stay. It was late when we arrived and went to bed.
Following morning, I woke up early to contemplate it .
When you get closer, there are no words to describe it. The problem with these kinds of places is that plenty of people want to see them.
There are a few hours in the morning and early afternoon, when it is packed with people. The later it gets, the quieter it is. We managed to enjoy the whole abbey and walk around the narrow hilly streets.
We manage to find a quiet place to eat and enjoy the afternoon in the area.
Once visited Mont Saint Michel, time for dinner and a good sleep before going back to the car, next morning, towards our next destination. We had not decided that morning where to stop. As we approached to Belgium, we decided to divert at Dunkirk, where we went for a stroll in the beach and enjoyed the sunshine.
We also could see the monument remembering those who lost their lives in 1940, during World War II.
That night we arrived to Brussels, but I will leave it for the next post.
Nice pics
Moules-Frites... With that picture you could well tell the story without mention the place, and we would know where you are :)
They were delicious!!
Nice pics!
Have you been to Boom, Belgium?
Nope!