France 2025 - Day 6

 This is the day we left Normandy and headed to Paris for our last three days. We got up early because we wanted to see the sites of the island, mainly high tide and empty streets. Just like the hotels all share a single front desk, they provide breakfast at one of the local restaurants. We found ours and had a very nice buffet with both French and American style food. 

This was all sand yesterday.

I walked the walls again to get shots of high tide.

That small section with the cars was the very wide parking area surrounded by sand yesterday.

Not a person in site. This was wall to wall people yesterday.

The very small delivery truck dropping stuff off to the restaurants.

A forklift. We also saw human drawn carts going to the cheesy souvenir shops.

Last shot of Mont St Michel. One of the high points of the visit.

I can't recommend staying on the island enough. We got a totally different, and more intimate, experience by doing so. Dinner, breakfast and just having the morning, without tens of thousands of other people crowding around us was magical and well worth the time and effort. 

From here I drove us back to Caen, where we returned the car and got tickets to head back to Paris. The ride was relaxing and comfortable and we were able to take the Metro to the square half a block from our hotel. They were ready for us and we had a long narrow room with THREE beds, much to Owyn's satisfaction.

Owyn enjoyed being able to order a beer. 

Beef carpaccio and pizza for dinner.

By this time we were hot, tired, hungry and thirsty so we went and sat in a cafe and watched people, ate and drank until we were just about ready for bed. I wanted to get a present for Rhys, and a couple of my friends so after dinner Owyn and I walked a few blocks to a game store to get French language cards for a game they all play.

There were a ton of comic book stores and shops like that on the way to the game store. In one of them we found Han Solo frozen in carbonite.

It was a good day. Big changes in climate from morning to night. And Paris, obviously, felt very different from Mont St Michel. We finished the night on the terrace on top of the hotel with some Calvados and views over the roofs of Paris.