I first visited the monastery at Mont St Michel the summer of 1987 when I did a hitch hiking pilgrimage from England to Jerusalem. I stayed with the monks, and grew to love the place.
When I went to live on the Isle of Wight it was a short hop across the channel from Portsmouth on the night ferry to St Malo. From there I would hitch to Mont St Michel and stay for a week’s retreat. It was fantastic to stay right in the medieval monastic buildings and avoid the tourists–staying with the monks and joining their daily routine of prayer.