Confession: the beauty of Normandy took me by surprise—no wonder it was Christian’s dad’s fourth time here. As if paying our respects at the D-Day beaches and American cemetery wasn’t humbling enough, the quaint villages of Northern France were a feast for the eyes--blue skies, green landscapes, yellow fields of flowers and multi-colored skies were the norm. Having been around the South of France a few years ago, I was in love with the cute villages by the Mediterranean but I had absolutely no idea the countryside in Normandy was so pretty and colorful, too.
Thanks to the coziness of towns like Arromanches-les-Bains (also the village by the sea where we stayed! The owners at Le Chanteclair B&B not only had fresh breakfast for us every morning and were insanely friendly, but they also sent us off with 2 bottle of local cider too), Sainte-Mère-Église, Saint-Lô and Bayeux, my full-fledged city preference is now developing into a huge appreciation for those cute towns in the countryside. I’ll let the pictures do the talking this time :).
Arromanches-les-Bains...one last photo op!
Castle in Caen en route to Paris!