"The Emerald Coast"

Last weekend I went to Normandy. It was really breathtaking, for so many reasons. I toured the World War II museum, the D-Day beaches and memorial site, the German bunkers and then we made our way to this little town of St.Malo and then on Sunday we journeyed to Mont St. Michel. So needless to say it was a very busy weekend. The World War II sites were so powerful, unimaginable and I know that no description by a museum could ever really do justice to the battle fought at Normandy.
Saturday night we spent the night in a St. Malo, an old town on “the Emerald Coast.” This northwestern tip of France is referred to as “The Emerald Coast” because that is what it looks like, everything is so green, even in the winter. The green grass flows towards the sand and then into green, emerald water. It is so beautiful. The cliffs in Normandy are also just astonishing. I think this is the region of France that I like best so far! The town we stayed in was a very old French town. A beautiful church sat in the middle of the town, and then homes and shops sprawled up around it. The whole town was made of stone and was surrounded by massive stonewalls. You can walk around the whole town on the top of these walls, or ramparts. St. Malo also has some very excellent seafood! However, that night, after seafood there was a little carnival set up outside of the walls. So we decided to check out a French carnival. Well the rides at these carnivals last about 7-10 minutes, that sounds good right, because in America rides last about 3 minutes. Well no, French rides are insane! There were moments when I thought that I was going to die, why we continued to ride them I don’t know, but I guess when in Normandy do as the Normans do.
After was escaped death, which yes we willingly submitted too and paid for, the next morning we woke up bright and early and went walking in the ramparts (big stone walls), and on the beaches. It was luckily so beautiful, but extremely windy! The waves were enormous! That afternoon we headed to Mont St. Michel. Which that too, was pretty cool. Mont. St Michel I this beautiful church, surrounded by a very little town, on a rock that sits kind of in the ocean but only when the tide it up, if the tide is down it is surrounded by quicksand. It was built I think in the 9 or 10th century, and then continuously added on too. The architecture in France is really unbelievable, and so very detailed.