you approaching rouen, you see this cathedral and you thought it is the famous nortre dame but later you discover it is not. you parked your car and explore the city
you spot these buildings with timber and concrete, you believe this is called germanic style but you are not sure.... the sun is soaring, you have to take out your jacket because it is too warm. you are hunting for food...
and suddenly you discover this square hiding behind some old buildings. you notice that it is not touristic and so you dicide to dine here at the terace but yet you choose a table under the shade
because it is too hot, you ordered a normandy style duck salad and a bottle of cider, what a way to start the holiday...
and suddenly you discover this square hiding behind some old buildings. you notice that it is not touristic and so you dicide to dine here at the terace but yet you choose a table under the shade
because it is too hot, you ordered a normandy style duck salad and a bottle of cider, what a way to start the holiday...
you come acoss the church built to remember joan de arch, who was burned live in this spot
you notice some ruins beside the church or some stones to recreate the atmosphere to remember the moment she was burnt live, at least this is the feeling you had
you continue to explore the city. you walk towards gros horloge, the street becomes busy and crowded
and suddenly you turn into a cobble street with almost nobody and enjoy a moment of silence
then you walk towards the bridge, a little outside of the city and you find the oasis at the seine river bank. it is very hot but walking along the bank you enjoy the breeze...
you pause and you take your time to enjoy the breeze, take in the scene, the river, poppy flowers, statues and buildings....and you stop half way at the bridge to soak in the scenic river seine that branch into two
you want to walk to the other bridge so that you can get into the middle of the river but you realize time is not on your side because you have to get going to your next destination...
well, as the french says it... la prochaine fois...there is always next time...
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