It rained steadily through the night, not easing until mid morning. We'd become so used to long hot days it was a bit of a shock. But we sat it out, and at lunchtime drove down to the Mont St. Michel from Pontorson.
It is one of the most visited places in France by both pilgrims and visitors. Sadly it's now lost its originality as a site for pilgrims to flock to. Now it's a tool to make money. Firstly to park, how does 20.00 euros for three hours sound? Two coffees an extortionate 9 euros, a visit to the toilet, another euro. We haven't been to the Mont for over twenty years, but Angela always becomes excited at the sight of it when we drive down the N175. Driving past to Angela, means she's on her way to the Atlantic coast of France. Finding ourselves, as just another visitor, we were tumbled around amongst people of all nationalities.
The narrow streets congested, we bailed out up onto the ramparts.The views across the bay, devoid of water towards open countryside were great even on a dull day.
The grandeur of the tides in this area are incredible. When a rainshower passed over, we were glad to see a massive exodus. There were just too many visitors. We'd managed to park Margery for free in the nearby village of Beauvoir, and then walk alongside the river to the causeway, a very persistent headwind turning a gentle stroll into a workout. To save our legs, we caught the free shuttle bus back part of the way. Yes, free! Our total spend on the Mont St. Michel, 10.00 euros.
This evening we are once again at a beautiful stop right by the beach, with incredible views back towards the Mont St. Michel. We couldn't wait to take an evening stroll along the beach. How we've missed evenings like this. And to end the day, another incredible sunset. As the day comes to a close, we both agree the Mont St. Michel is best viewed from afar. That'll be from the N175 then Angela.
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