I will never forget the strong sensation felt in 1971, when, for the first time, I went out of the Iberian dictatorships.
Even the air, from Bayonne to Paris seemed different, and a stop in this city only allowed a brief visit of the cathedral, and a slow driving along the lake.
I loved the area and the landscape, but, for several reasons, I never had the chance to visit it again, except in a rushing stop in 1989, driving the kids in their first trip to Europe.
It is something that I miss, and after a couple of great days in Normandy, next time in France I will try to do the same in this area.
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