Arromanches

A bit of a long haul home (well, to the overnight ferry from Ouistreham), especially when we’d spent a considerable time driving round La Rochelle trying to drop Tom and Millie at the station before we even got going properly. We had tea at Arromanches – arriving to find the tide in (again) but then going for a proper wander after we’d eaten our gallettes, as the tide went out to reveal the beached Mulberry Harbour in all its pre-historic grandeur…