I went to the American Cemetery and down to Omaha Beach today (on the day I wrote this). It was sunny and it wasn't too hot or too cold, pretty much a comfy day. There were people windsurfing on the sand, something like windsurfing on water but it's in a little three wheeled buggy type vehicle on land. There were a few kids playing and running along the beach. The sound of the waves dominated the soundscape. The way things were today it's difficult to imagine the amount of death this beach has seen but the cemetery reminds you of past events. There are rows upon rows of graves, some of them without a name, their identity known by no one on this earth.