Past the first of the D-day beaches. Their normality was perhaps what impacted most.
Emotions. Sadness: that we Brits were so willing to fall for the peace-time propaganda of Brexit. A pulse of anger too. And puzzlement: at the twisted priorities of those who seek to drive wedges with scant regard for Europe's greatest achievement: peace.
Those were my thoughts upon arriving at Juno beach, location where Canadian and British forces disembarked in 1944.