The beaches of Normandy. The turn of World War II. Allies. Battles. Liberation.
We visited as many sights as we could in just a few days. Pegasus Bridge, Mulberry Beach, the American cemetery, the Canadian cemetery, Omaha Beach, Sainte-Mère-Église, and Pointe du Hoc. Bunkers, graves and stained glass church windows that portray American paratroopers and military insignia. The French keep watch over all of these places and continue to honor those that fought to free them. I’ve never seen so many American flags outside of America.
War is ghastly. It’s hard for me to even think about what happened here not so long ago. But I’m thankful for the chance to have seen these places.