Decisions, decisions.

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I can’t decide if I wish to squander €14 euro (for each of three of us) to view the Bayeux Tapestry. There it’ll sit all curated for us to shuffle past before heading to the exorbitantly priced café and gift shop, and really I have no interest in looking at it. Nor have I any interest in visiting the beaches of Normandy where, 80 years ago tomorrow, allied forces landed to liberate France and eventually all of Europe from Nazi occupation. Yes I’m grateful, but I’m on holiday, I don’t want to ponder the war. These heretical thoughts I will not be sharing with the profiteers of tourism. And I’ll not be taking orders from tawdry travel books. I risk being burned at the stake I know, but the travel ‘industry’ really sucks. Each morning I set out boldly to walk the streets of this fine town, fine a suitable place for lunch and fit interesting parks and other outdoor experiences in around that. It’s lovely to find somewhere quiet to read and reflect well off the tourist trail. It’s more fascinating to watch ordinary people going about their business than to watch what some travel writer has decided I ought to watch. I’m getting all steamed up now. Can you tell?