D-Day gone waste

Day 0 all over again. A late rise at 1130 leaves Loki, Jai and me on a 1600 train to Bayeaux in Normandie. This town is the base for exploring the D-Day beaches. But Sunday evening at 1730 and the place is asleep, rainy and cold. Omaha beach is 15 km away and Arromanches beach is 10 km away. Public transport is absent and good money and a Sunday are under-utilized. Bayeux is tranquil though and a walk across the town and back is soothing. The tourist brochure on the train back takes one back to 1944 and Saving Private Ryan and shows me what we missed out on.

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Pizzas for dinner as Tommy cuts a birthday margherita at midnight.