Today I went to Omaha Beach at Saint Laurent-sur-Mer and walked along the beach and too a lot of photos...visited the American Cemetery.....the magnitude of this invasion on 6 June 1944 can never be imagined until one visits here but I must add that there is so much to see in so many places that one needs to spend a month here going back every day to the stretch of the invasion about 100 km (62 miles) long from Omaha Beach (US) to Sword Beach (UK), with so many places in between of primary significance and involvement in the bloody battle like never before. 156,000 Allied troops invaded and fought bravely that day of days.
I have to go back when I have more time some day soon.
Some of these photos are out of sequence as I have had a problem with the blog.
Going to the beach.
The snow storm during my drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday.
The snow storm during my drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday.
The snow storm during my drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday.
The snow storm during my drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday.
The snow storm during my drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday.
The drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday after the storm.
The drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday after the storm.
The drive from Nevers to Caen yeserday after the storm.
Coming into Caen.
In the hotel room.
The hotel restaurant.
Sydney resting in the hotel room after the long drive. Poor Syd.
The hotel cat.
On my way to the 48 km drive to Omaha Beach.
All the museums are closed for he winter months.
The D-Day hotel cat, who does he look like?
Hnt: the cat's name is Adolph.
Hnt: the cat's name is Adolph.
The hedgerows that impeded every step of the way to victory.
After surviving the odds of hitting the beach front, then they had to crawl and work their way up hill with all of this thick brush, with thorns.
It was cold, cloudy, and windy and I had to take a waz, so I took one here on Omaha Beach. What's a muvver to do, I ask yee?
It was pitch black in this bunker and I used a flash on the camera.
I had no idea what in hell these dummies were doing in the freezing water.
More of the hedge rows.
The town of Bayeux.
I drove through Bayeux on the way back to Caen, and tomorrow I may go the the beaches there..........Utah Beach that is.
I am ired and walked over ten thousand steps to day along Omaha Beach.
I can't hear out of my left ear; I get this every few years due to wax clogging the ear. I will have to go to hospital when I get back to London in a few days. It is very annoying and makes me dizzy and not aware of things going on around me at times.
I still have so much work ahead of me in London.
Good night,
David
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