In January of 1992, Walt and I flew to Paris from San Francisco. He, along with one of his professors, was sent there by the University of California at Berkeley; I just went along for the ride. We spent a week in Paris, and then we went on a road trip up into Normandy and out into Brittany. Straight north of the Mont-Saint-Michel are the towns of Granville, Barneville-Carteret, both of which I wanted to see.
I don't think we actually went to the Mont-Saint-Michel, but we did spend a day and night in nearby Saint-Malo. I was to go to the village called Carteret another five or six times over the years, for several reasons. The photos here are some that Walt and I took in January 1992. They are probably scanned slides or prints, as I didn't start taking digital photos until nearly 10 years later.
I don't think we actually went to the Mont-Saint-Michel, but we did spend a day and night in nearby Saint-Malo. I was to go to the village called Carteret another five or six times over the years, for several reasons. The photos here are some that Walt and I took in January 1992. They are probably scanned slides or prints, as I didn't start taking digital photos until nearly 10 years later.
I've never seen such a low tide. Carteret is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe exchange rate then was 5.5 francs per usd. Had to look it up. I'm sure that was a great trip. Happy Thanksgiving to you Ken and all the readers!
ReplyDeleteSuper low tide!
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