We spent the better part of a day carving a long arc over northern France, retracing our steps to Le Havre before turning east to Reims. The day’s drive ended in this mid-sized city of the Grand-Est region, which was chosen mostly for being in the right general location for our onward travels. I didn’t know what, if anything, to expect of Reims, but the first impressions were positive. … Read More Incertita Hora
Bayeux was a welcome refuge. Building a trip around visiting World War II sites, while worthwhile, also means somber moments. It was important to leaven out this sort of emotionally heavy experience with other activities. Normandy, and the small town of Bayeux where we based ourselves, offers exactly this. Though Bayeux is small, its history… Read More Some Fresh Air
Our first and only stop before crossing into France was near the Flemish town of Ypres, where we pulled into a small private museum known alternately as Sanctuary Wood or Hill 62. For Canadians, this is the area immortalized by the poem “In Flanders Field”, which combined with poppies worn on Remembrance Day form the… Read More Overlord
After the bustle of Istanbul and Cappadocia, we had planned on a quieter and easier few days in Paris to round out our trip, images of delightful cafes, fluffy pastries and croissants, and flowing wine entertaining our thoughts. We perhaps took the French capital too lightly, finding ourselves figuratively punched in the mouth by our… Read More Je ne me souviens pas
Zak Abroad 