(Even on a non-sunny day, this scene was amazing. Photo was taken from the rooftop of our hotel).
From Paris we drove to Normandy to be with my Father-in-Law when he attended the 70th D-Day Commemorations. There were 19 family members and friends with us. An incredible event I felt very honored to be part of.
(This is the house in Normandy that we rented, from an English couple who live in the area. Truly, one of the nicest couples we have ever met. Their generosity of spirit towards my Father-in-law, to all of us really, was incredible. More of which I will tell you about in another post.)
(Gregg and I with Big Ben behind us. Thank you Celia for taking such a nice photo of us.)
From Normandy we headed to London. We had already said our goodbyes to our son and daughter-in-law in Normandy but Gregg and I, along with my in-laws and one of Gregg's cousins from North Dakota and her family, caught the train to London where we had a great time seeing the sights. We eventually said our goodbyes to them but Gregg, along with my In-laws and I, continued our journey down to Devon. I was very happy to show them the area I lived in when I met Gregg all those years ago. It was so very enjoyable for me and for them, and we were able to spend the evening with some very dear old friends of ours.
(This thatched cottage is in the village of Cockington, near my home town.)
(This photo was taken at the Norwegian Folk Museum. We enjoyed it so much we visited again, and would have a third if time allowed.)