Day 5 (in France)
We did not make it to the Surrender Museum today, which, in retrospect, is quite disappointing (except to Katharina). Anyhowzer, we woke up, ate a refreshing (free) breakfast and headed off, again taking the bus (this time legally...). With hopes high, we got on our train to Calais, excited about the prospect of seeing the D-Day beaches. Upon arrival, we immediately headed to the Office of Tourism to figure out how exactly we were to get there. You would think that a town 80 miles from the Normandy beaches would have some form of transportation to the beaches. You would be wrong. And we were scheduled to stay in said town for 2 nights. Determined not to waste the day in Calais, we found a brochure about a trip to Canterbury via Dover (conveniently located right across the English Channel). We then explored the little town of Calais, which was completely destroyed in World War 2, pretty much robbing it of any notable history or interesting thing to do. We went to a Turkish restaurant and a Creperie that had like 25 types of Crepes. We then went to bed, only to discover Calais comes alive then (read: the 15 people who actually live there start yelling at each other in one of the run-down bars across from our hotel). Nevertheless, we managed to get some sleep.
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