For those of ya'll who may have forgotten, we had last Tuesday off of work for Veteran's Day (thanks, vets!). In addition to being the US Veteran's Day, Tuesday also happened to be Armistice Day, or the day of the ceasefire of WWI. The actual ceasefire occurred around 11:00 AM on 11-November-1918. And so, with our free day, instead of BBQing and such, SB and I decided to hop in the car and head to Verdun, France… the location of one of the bloodiest battles of WWI.
It was a grey, foggy day (much like the weather we experienced in Normandy in July) and I that no matter how many battlefields I visit, I still find myself absolutely blown away by the pock-marked terrain. I try to imagine what it must have been like to have been involved in the battle itself and no matter how much yelling, screaming, terror, mud, explosions, cries for help I'm able to conjure in my mind, it's probably nowhere close to what the reality of battle was.
We visited the memorial; the French cemetery; the trenches, which we were climbing around in at just about the exact time that the armistice came in 96 years ago, and spend the better part of the afternoon getting lost in the labyrinth that is Fort Douaumont.
When you look at these snaps, try to appreciate what the insanely brave men who fought here had to endure to ensure our freedom today…
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