Arromanches les Bains

So I drove towards Arromanches, giving her a brief history the invasion.

On the left, a gap in the houses and a slope down to the beach.

“That’s where everything came up. There’s still the concrete road under the beach, leading down to the sea.” I said.

“What happened to the house that’s clearly missing?” She asked.

“A casualty of war, I think. Look, out there in the sea you can still see some of the caissons which were shipped here on the morning the invasion started in 1944.”

“Anyway let’s get to the hotel and find you a room.”