A short hop down the coast, Le Touquet is buzzing under blue skies. A northern coast holiday hotspot, a mere 260 km north of Paris, Le Touquet is bursting with boutiques, jewellery shops, restaurants, gorgeous Belle Epoque houses and a surprising number of private casinos.
Conscious of my disappointment on missing out on a seal adventure, Himself has outdone himself – he’s found a whole colony.
We’re in Saint Valery sur Somme on an estuary of the River Somme. The village is neatly divided into three distinct areas so there’s lots to explore.
We arrive in Le Tréport mid afternoon. It’s one of three adjoining towns, Eu and Mers les Bains being the other two, together locally known as the Three Sisters.
Ah the lovely Dieppe. We only discovered it in 2024 and we’re back! Himself dubbed it ‘Honfleur on speed’ the first time around. He had a point – in between the series of harbours, yachts and endless restaurants it’s similar but oh so much larger.
No matter how many times you visit a place there’s always something new to discover. How we’ve managed to miss France’s Côte d’Albâtre for over a decade is a complete mystery.
We’re exploring legend in the world of fine spirits today. What can I say – it’s a sacrifice but someone’s got to do it. 😂 I’m just thrilled to be in Fecamp at all, our 2024 attempt having failed spectacularly thanks to road works and bad tempers.
Leaving Honfleur is a bit of a wrench. It’s the hidden trap of slowing down, you form attachments that have to be left behind.
We’re on approach to a French favourite, the lovely Honfleur. Close to Le Havre’s ferry it’s been an oft visited a spot over the years – our 6th, my buddy Google tells me.
We continue pottering along Normandy’s northern coast, enroute to the WWII D-day landing beaches.
