
Driving towards the day's first stop admiring pretty round-abouts and even prettier windmills.


This is one of the places I've wanted to visit ever since the first time I saw a picture of it.
It looks unreal.
Like something out of a dream.. a mirage of sorts rising from the horizon.


Mont Saint Michel is in Normandy and has a history of 1200 years. It is understandably on the Unesco World Heritage list.
The tides can vary as much as 14 meters between the low and high water marks. This sign is no joke... park in the wrong spot, lose sense of the time and you can find yourself carless...

The abbey was built as close to heaven as possible.

And the archangel Michael can conduct his heavenly choir..
I'd quite like that house with the bright green shutters.

The bay around it (this is obviously during low tide) looks tempting for a walk, but it is not recommended without a guide due to fast rising tide water, fog that can creep up on you in minutes and quicksand.
We ventured to where this turret is and stayed on high ground.

The village below the abbey is like something out of a fairytale.

A fairytale with loads of tourists and stairs, stairs, stairs...
Which was quite a task in the +30C heat..
Or to the place it normally claims.
Tide is fascinating to me, we don't have the phenomenon in Finland.
Tide is fascinating to me, we don't have the phenomenon in Finland.


The land around is ideal for sheep grazing, and as the tide brings salt to it, it yields a local delicacy of salty meat.

Just imagine getting supplies up there though, here you have the old and the new systems side by side.



We had finally reached a point where we could start walking down stairs :)







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