Saturday, on way to Brittany. We drove about six hours in the country side and on freeways to the west coast of France. Same type of greenery and and farmland like western Washington or Oregon.
We visited a couple of towns (villages) along the to break up the drive a bit.
We had coffee at this small bar. Very friendly place.
Rod and Destia while we were having coffee.
We are traveling to Brittany to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the crash of the B-17 crash. The plane, with Rod's cousin, was shot own during a bombing raid on a major german submarine base located nearby. The B-17 ha a seven man crew. Only two survived. The plane was hit by Germain fighters on the way to the base. The pilot was trying to get the plane back to the open water for a better chance of rescue, but the plane caught fire and broke up over head. Rod's cousin died before parts of the plane hit ground.
We are staying here at this chateau. We arrived about 5:pm and took a tour of the grounds with about a dozen people, mostly nearby people. One fellow took us out to where the cockpit and two engines of B-17 came down. He was 12 at the time, and was the first on the scene and saw the bodies in the cockpit. Some to the others, when asked, spoke about what their grandparents experienced while their homes were occupied by German troops.
When we arrived we we greeted by everyone and then had crepes with wine and soft drinks. Then, just before sunset we took a tour of the chateau and grounds and saw where some of the parts of the B-17 came down. At about 7pm we again got together and appetizers and wine and visited for about an hour. Then we went to the dinner room and started with a full course dinner. Rod gave a nice speech, partly in French, thanking the people for hosting the 70th anniversary celebration. With the late afternoon appetizers, the early evening social, through dinner and after, it was almost 1:00 am, before the festivities came to a close for the day. To say the least, it was a joyful evening of new friends, eating delicious foods, along with plenty of wine.
In this field is where one of the engines landed. The fellow in the green jacket is speaking in English and French and asking questions of the fellow in blue who was first on the scene. He was in the field at the time of the crash.
It is just about sunset as we returned to the chateau.