Caen

Well I made it to Caen, unfortunately Caen does not equal Normandy Beaches, which were another 45 minutes by car. Since I was lacking a car, and renting a car or motorcycle would probably break the bank I decided to go to the Memorial de Caen, which is a WWII memorial plus a memorial to peace. It was a very interesting experience, but it was lacking on D-Day information, which was a bummer. Finding a taxi to the memorial was easy as most of the taxis tend to hover around the train stations. Getting a taxi from the memorial was another question all together... So what did I do, I began walking.... well due to boy scouts I am pretty good at land navigation, even in a foriegn country, because I didn't see a taxi until I had walked nearly back to the Gare de Caen.... a mere 4.6km. From there a beer at a small pub outside the station, a cafe and sandwich in the station, and I was off to Le Mans, where I checked into out Bed and Breakfast, and then took a taxi to the track, where after a bit of wandering around, and some help from a very nice lady I was pointed in the correct direction of the Media tent.

Public transportation in France is second to none, however public transportation at a racetrack is usually hectic at best. I called a taxi, and after 20 minutes I never say it, though I suspect it was hijacked by another group. So I took the bus
spécial 24 du mans, back to the Gare Le Mans, to grab a taxi, about 45 minutes in total.