Nutella for Breakfast

October 3

You know it's going to be a good day when you get to breakfast and there are packets of nutella for you to eat (and stash away for later). There is hardly a thing in this world better than a warm croissant with nutella spread on it, I'll be honest. So we started out our day on Wednesday by going to see the Bayeux Tapestry. I've never really learned about it, to be honest, but apparently it's a pretty big deal. It was created in the 1070s and was a giant long depiction of the story of William the Conquerer. I thought it would be an actual tapestry, but really it was just a piece of cloth that was about 70 meters long and the story is sewn in with a lot of precision and detail. The audio guide that we got to listen to was saying that it is believed that one woman, the sister of William, did the whole thing. Which would suck. That thing is huge and has so many figures with individual faces and features that it would literally take my entire life. But kudos to that lady. Crazy but whatever. So then after we got done seeing the tapestry we went to Giverny and got to see Monet's gardens. That place was beautiful! There were beautiful, exotic flowers literally everywhere and the pond area was just breathtaking with all of the lilies and the trees. Unfortunately, though, it was pouring the day we went so we were all very soggy and cold, but it made the gardens even greener, I thought, so I wasn't too sad about it.

October 4

Well this was another soggy day, but that's something I'm going to have to get used to if I'm going to be living in the city of frigid rain for the next two months. We have had so many activities every day that I am too tired to write in this... fantastic... blog so then I get behind and then I get all stressed about writing so much so I'm just gonna have to do this in sections. Stupid blog. Stupid procrastination. But anyways. So Thursday. On Thursday we started out by going to the Beaumont-Hamel Newfoundland War Memorial where the Canadians have preserved some trenches from WWI that we were able to go in and see. They were mostly grown in, but some were still deep enough that you couldn't see over them or see the German war trenches on the other side of the field. What was sad to me was the guide was saying that there are over 200 dead soldiers still under the ground that have never been recovered and that they are never going to try to recover them, they just want to let them rest in piece. It's such a sad thought to me that these young men died without anyone ever even bothering to pick up their bodies and take them off the battlefield. But that's the ugliness of war that I don't think I'll ever understand.