On the third day we decided to rent a car and drive four hours to the coast to see Mt St. Michel. By the time we walked to a rental place, rented a car and made it out of Paris the day was mostly gone and we barely made it to the coast before sunset.
As you will see in the images below Mt St. Michel is something out of a fairy-tale. It sits on a island of rock a mile off the coast. When the tide is out it sits on a great expanse of sand, but when the tide comes in it is cut off from the world except for a small road that leads to it. To me the streets and alleyways of this place were exactly how I envision Medieval France would have looked.
|sunset at Mt St. Michel|
|We explored the city for a few hours in the light before night fell and had dinner and wine at one of the many cool little restaurants hidden in the alleys.|
|As night fell, I made my way down the coast along old sheep trails to watch the tide come in and capture some images of the medieval city at night|
|During the day the shops and restaurants buzz with activity but at night my only company were the stray cats that wandered the streets in search of rats.|
|The city is built on a large hill of rock and is a maze of twisting alleys and stairways to rival any of Escher's drawings.|
|Around one corner in a particularly dark alley and down a staircase were the open doors of a church.|
|Sandwiched between buildings, a graveyard. High above sits the abbey.|
|A parting shot lit by lamplight as I made my way out of the city. By the time I made it back through the French countryside to Paris it was early morning|
BTW. At the World Photographic Cup I won Top Portrait in the World, Top Wedding Portrait in the World and second place in the World in the Illustrative category. I will try to have a post soon with some of those images