The city of Caen is shedding its WEG skin rapidly.
By Monday noon, pretty much all the Alltech fabric on the fences was gone. The crowd-control barriers were gone. Most of the horses were gone. And only a few media people were left.
I noticed all these things – and it was hard not to – on one final trip to that bakery I mentioned previously for one of their fabulous quiche.
Upon my return to the hotel, I asked what they were going to do with one particular poster now that the Games are over. Throw it in the trash was the answer, so I volunteered to rescue it.
Now if I can just figure out how to get it home in good enough condition for framing.
I’m packing up, because I head to Paris on the train tomorrow.