Sitting like a fairy tale village out on the water the walled Mont Saint-Michels shimmers in the early morning light. A vision of epic beauty the white stone buildings rise out of the sea climbing up the tiny Isle in Gothic rapture ending at the Cathedrals pointed peak.
Wandering along the sandy shoreline it sweeps into view around the bend taking our breath away in its glory. A painterly image to cherish, a place lost in time, encapsulating all our childhood dreams of castles and Knights and Princesses. Did we dream this magical view materializing out of the mist before us?