Our Car |
Tuesday was quite the eventful day. One of our group members
and I decided that we, as true Americans, wanted to make the drive to visit
Normandy. Everyone else decided that they would rather sleep in or shop around
the city while we visited one of the most important places in the world in
regards to American history. We began the morning bright and early, arriving at
the car rental office at 8. We rented what was quite possibly the smallest car
in the entire continent, leading us to believe that if we couldn’t parallel park
the car we could possibly just lift it up and place it in a parking space.
Since we were in a foreign country speaking a foreign language, we sprung for
the GPS option to help guide us to our final destination. Ready to go, we
navigated the tiny car through Paris’s rush hour and jumped on the A13
interstate. However, after a short time on the interstate, the GPS suddenly
died and left us with no clue how to navigate to Normandy. With no other
options, we stopped at a gas station and I grabbed a map of France and tried to
figure out some way to get to Normandy. A few hours later we miraculously
arrived at Omaha Beach.
We spent the rest of the afternoon walking around Omaha
Beach, Point du Hoc, and the American Cemetery. It was truly incredible to walk
around a place steeped in such history. It was also nice to be able to walk
around the cemetery to pay our respects to the thousands of service members who
lost their lives on D-Day. Even though it was a little tougher than we imagined
to get to Normandy, we were both incredibly glad that we were able to visit the
hallowed grounds. We got back to Paris around 8 and spent the rest of the night
packing our bags and figuring out how to make our way to the airport in the
morning.
This will end my blog entries for my trip to Europe. I
cannot say enough how awesome an experience this trip was, and how thankful I
am that I was afforded the opportunity to be a member of the trip. Thanks for
following my blog.