without further ado.....

The Maas Ziegler visit according to Sara.

 (Hope you don't mind, but your notes were soo funny, I couldn't resist.)

 A big hats off to the family who stayed awake for a BBQ

on their first night in their home away from home.

The shot above is from the cousins' visit in 2012. 

Below, five years later, same haircuts.

The kids hammed it up at in the town of Arromanches 

in spite of it raining cats and dogs.

 We visited Point du Hoc 

and saw the remains of German WW2 bunkers, 

remaining impacts from bombs, ammunition storage....good stuff.

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Yep, I did tip over on the very first turn. 

Managed not to break my arm though, so that was a bonus. 

Don't be fooled. 

This is just a photo taken off the internet,

 it was gray and windy. We did have a great time though. 

I also found this shot which made me laugh. Next time.

 What do you do when it is pouring rain and seven people 

are basically confined to a kitchen? 

Play cards, spoons, eat, drink, act silly and be merry. What else? 

We were all soo happy to be outside in the sunshine with no rain!

Cracked walnuts for our snack, checked out the nearby horses,

tried to adopt a stray cat they named "Bigfoot".

All of their hard work paid off in some blackberry jelly.

The pic below is from 2012....

 The offical Chênedouit phone booth (shot above from 2012) just got removed. 

The end of an era.....Sara and Nick, 

your last ever photo in that phone booth, you just squeezed in.

 A beautiful day at Mont Saint Michel

There were A LOT of people. 

So right behind Mark on the plaza, someone had left a backpack. 

Can you say evacuate quickly please? Terrorist alert ! Bomb threat! 

More like a tourist not paying attention, but hey.

We we all shuffled into the church. 

Not even five minutes later, the owner of the backpack had claimed it, 

and we all went on our merry way.

 Going downtown...

So below is a shot from  2012. 

Same statue, except it seems to have shrunk. 

So funny!

 P.S. The non hot guys from Sara's note 

were on the soccer field after dinner.

 Apparently they were a good bunch in spite of the all their swearing.

Well, we did sneak out for a few hours 

between rain showers.

But don't be fooled by those in shorts

 who would like you to believe it was warm, 

no one was fooling me, I stuck with my scarf.

Here we are resting our fannies on an old vestige 500 years or so old. 

I honestly don't remeber the year, sue me.

And here is the last shot (notice those gray menacing clouds) 

before the downpour we escaped by running, literally, onto the bus.

We dried off and got to dinner preparations....

They were amazingly good. 

My complements to all the chefs!

On the train.....

Lunch please!

 Forget what you think you know, 

those subways are exhausting.

Well, the dead bones (the catacombs) didn't happen due to a three hour wait, 

but we did get rained on.

 Our last dinner together with some crazy

  lemon drinks for the kids.

Well, not sure if Seb cried, it was very early in the morning and all, 

but I sure know I did! 

As usual, buckets and buckets of good old fashioned tears. 

It was soo very good to see you all!