We drove south west to Mont St-Michel this morning. It's about a 1.5 hour drive from our hotel. The sign in the parking lot of Mont St-Michel said it would take 40 minutes to walk to the entrance. Butch and I were all like "That's for out of shape people. It will never take 40 minutes." We were correct - sort of - it took 45 minutes... Anyway, after a long but beautiful walk
we arrived at Mont St-Michel. Now the real exercise began. We climbed from the bottom all the way to the top to visit the Abbey. 25 flights of stairs according to FitBit.
The view from the top is spectacular. See video below.
Mont St-Michel has been a place of worship since A.D. 708. The island sits in the Bay of Mont St-Michel surrounded by a huge mudflat. The Bayeux tapestry has scenes of Harold rescuing knights as their horses sink in the quicksand in this bay. The tide speeds in and out 8 miles during the month.
View of the bridge and mudflats from the Abbey
We toured the Abbey but I did not take any pictures of the Abbey church because there was a Mass in progress and I did not want to be rude.
View of the giant columns holding up the Abbey church
After thoroughly touring the Abbey, we walked back down and took the shuttle bus back to the parking lot.
Instead of heading back to the hotel, we drove a bit more along the coast into Brittany. We stopped in the town of Cancale. This is the oyster capital of France.
Brittany is famous for crepes and galettes so we stopped for lunch. No English spoken here. Not a problem for Butch who can order a beer in like 7 languages. It is the only phrase he ever learns.
That's a bowl of cold buttermilk. The waiter explained via hand motions that I was supposed to wrap up the galette and then dip it into the milk. So, that's what I did and it was good.
We are back at the hotel now. This is our last night here before we head to Paris in the morning. Due to the food coma, we will probably have a light dinner in Bayeux tonight.
The view from the top is spectacular. See video below.
Mont St-Michel has been a place of worship since A.D. 708. The island sits in the Bay of Mont St-Michel surrounded by a huge mudflat. The Bayeux tapestry has scenes of Harold rescuing knights as their horses sink in the quicksand in this bay. The tide speeds in and out 8 miles during the month.
View of the bridge and mudflats from the Abbey
We toured the Abbey but I did not take any pictures of the Abbey church because there was a Mass in progress and I did not want to be rude.
View of the giant columns holding up the Abbey church
After thoroughly touring the Abbey, we walked back down and took the shuttle bus back to the parking lot.
Instead of heading back to the hotel, we drove a bit more along the coast into Brittany. We stopped in the town of Cancale. This is the oyster capital of France.
Brittany is famous for crepes and galettes so we stopped for lunch. No English spoken here. Not a problem for Butch who can order a beer in like 7 languages. It is the only phrase he ever learns.
I ordered a galette with potato, bacon and some sort of cream. I could not translate the last bit in the menu. This is what arrived.
We are back at the hotel now. This is our last night here before we head to Paris in the morning. Due to the food coma, we will probably have a light dinner in Bayeux tonight.
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