Mont Saint-Michel is a small island of population 42 off the coast of France. But more importantly, the island and its bays are part of the UNESCO World Heritage Sites. It is the location of the Saint-Michel monastery, and the tides that come and go created a tidal causeway. Unfortunately, in order to facilitate the flow of tourists into the island, the island officials had a big asphalt road built. But now they’re breaking everything down and restoring everything to its former natural glory! Hurrah! But for us, it was a long walk on concrete to the island.
There was only one real path inside the island, called (ironically) the Big Path. It was tiny actually, and both sides were lined with little hotels, restaurants, and souvenir shops. It seemed that the entire island and its population was living off the huge tourist mobs that came to visit every day. There were especially a lot of Japanese tourists, as the island had featured in several films and animes, including one of my favourite animes, “Nodame Cantabile”. The island was mainly vertical, and as we climbed higher and higher, we could see the Abbey looming over us like a stern nun.
The inside of the monastery was quite austere and bleak looking. But there was an interesting story behind the construction of the abbey. Here’s what wikipedia has to say about it:
“According to legend, the Archangel Michael appeared to St. Aubert, bishop of Avranches, in 708 and instructed him to build a church on the rocky islet. Aubert repeatedly ignored the angel’s instruction, until Michael burned a hole in the bishop’s skull with his finger.”
That’s what you get for ignoring an archangel! Burn!
We had lunch at a crepe place. I had a bunch of crepes (not sure if that counts as a meal…more like a really large snack?) which tasted alright. The service at the restaurant wasn’t really that great though. The old man who owned the place was so angry all the time, even though we didn’t do anything! 😦
On our way back, we stopped at a field of rapeseed flowers. It seems that these flowers are everywhere, both in France and in England! It was a perfect opportunity for a photoshoot though, in spite of the gloomy weather.