Normandy, Paris, Belgium

After our short time of rest in the nice resort-esque campground named Haliotis....which would obviously not work in the US....too close to Halitosis.....we embarked upon a mighty day of travel.

We first visited the American Cemetary located overlooking Omaha beach. To try to put this experience into words when I am in a timed internet cafe would not do it justice. I'll pass on one of the coolest portions of the time there. We were asking a cab driver questions...he spoke English well, so we were utilizing that....and he told us about one of his friends....an American...there on D-Day....and survived. It was odd, because he was younger....but....that aside. He had us read an article written by his friend...and then....he said something along the lines of....."He..and the Americans....saved my life....your life....the lives of many....I am always thankful". The stereotype of ungrateful, snobby American-hating Frenchman was blown out of the water. Here was someone....in their 30's probably....with more appreciation and understanding of D-Day than myself. Sure....the anti-American sentiment does exist....but...as a blanket stereotype.....wrong. The cemetary....walk along Omaha beach...and the museum....all beyond simple words.

We then hopped on a train to Paris...on the metro from one Paris train station to another....then on a train to Beligum...Brussels. We arrived around midnight and then had our first hostel experience.....pretty standard...albeit expensive...around 20 euro/person.

We are now trying to map out the future of our trip for the next while.....we have fulfilled our current schedule of travels...and now must map out some more.

Love to all back home.