My maternal grandmother moved to the United States from
London when she was 19, leaving behind the majority of her family. Her family
still lives in various places around England and every few years, my family and
I go across the pond to visit them. While we’re there we always take a day-trip
to another country to get as much out of the vacation as possible. Over the
holiday break of 2014-2015, I convinced my father to take us to Paris. Paris
was quite different from what I expected – the people seemed a bit rude and the
city itself seemed a bit dirty. However, I still enjoyed seeing all the
landmarks and attempting to use my middle-school level French (which was not
good at all). When we decided we were going back to England this past summer,
my father proposed that we go to Normandy. We stayed in a small harbor town on
the English Channel called Port-en-Bessin. On July 4th, we took a
guided tour of the American beaches from World War 2 and the American Cemetery.
We had such a different experience the second time around. The people of Normandy have such an
appreciation for the Americans, because of the World War, that’s been passed
down through the generations. It was incredible to realize how distinct the
cultures could be within one country. I’m hoping to participate in the Sister
Cities program next summer in order to experience more French culture in
Deauville.
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