Rouen is the capital of Normandy and a pretty big city with almost half a million residents. After being severely bombed during World War II, much of the town, including areas along the Seine, has been rebuilt in a very functional, concrete style. Fortunately, much of the Old Town and the main cathedral were spared damage, and we took a walking tour of that area.

The medieval area is filled with half-timbered houses, combining oak and terracotta for a storybook effect. You can see that some of the buildings have shifted as neighboring structures disappeared over the centuries. They are leaning, windows are out of kilter – there must be a fairytale somewhere about quaint houses like this.

A centerpiece of the district is the gorgeous lunar clock. It was made by the same company that created the famous clock in London’s Big Ben.

Joan of Arc was burned at the stake here.  I did not find her monument to be particularly photogenic, but her story was engaging.

The cathedral is massive and has foundations from the 4th century.  It took hundreds of years to build. For me, it was like seeing visuals ripped from the pages of Ken Follett’s Pillars of the Earth. 

We continued walking around and exploring the area on our own. I tried to find some of the local earthenware, and since I was disorganized, I failed! We can’t seem to get enough of baguette sandwiches and French pastry, so we grabbed a quick lunch before heading back to our Uniworld riverboat. 

After dinner on board, we walked back to the Cathedral for a special evening performance. We listened to the wonderful St. Evior choir, an international group of 14 women and 10 men accompanied by organ and oboe. It was a very special experience.

BTW – I will never master the guttural French pronunciation of this city.

If you like this post you may enjoy other posts from Normandy: Monet’s Giverny and A Voyage Through Normandy.

A highlight of this Uniworld river cruise is a stop at the Village of Giverny where Monet made his home for many years and painted his famous water lilies. (I could not get the right effect in the pic above with my camera app, but at least it’s a bit artistic!)

His love of color is evident everywhere. The pink and green home he shared with his large family is so inviting, with its vividly painted rooms and large cheerful blue kitchen. Of note, no original paintings are on display here – only reproductions.

His gardens were massive—much larger than I had imagined, with thousands of flowering plants blooming in tiered patches of color and disappearing paths.

A riot of color is displayed within a scene of organized chaos.   

The Gardens

A second garden features the famous pond with his iconic water lilies. A few were still blooming, even though the gardens will now close for the season. Monet would spend hours in his small boat painting them in different light and conditions.

Before he had money, Monet did much of the garden work himself. It was one of his passions. Today it takes a staff of five to keep it up. The dozens of dahlia varieties were impressively amazing! Fliting around were birds, butterflies, and dragonflies, even at this late fall date.

Monet led a complicated and interesting life and I enjoyed learning more about him. His world was a palate of color – filled with his love of flowers, art, good food, and his family and friends.

Back on the Uniworld SS Joie de Vivre, I enjoyed a lecture about the Impressionist movement, and the artists who inspired it and, along with Monet, created such beautiful imagery.

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A Voyage Through Normandy

We have embarked on a river cruise to Normandy, France, sailing round-trip from Paris on the Seine. From the moment we set foot on the Uniworld SS Joie de Vivre, we knew we’d made the right decision. The ship is beautifully appointed with French décor and the food and beverage service embraces the best of locally sourced wines and foods. The staff is wonderful – calm, organized, competent, and thorough.

For the next few posts, I will share a little info about our ports of call and some pictures of this wonderfully picturesque, part of the world.

First Stop: La Roche-Guyon

We woke up to a foggy morning, with a chill in the air, and a swan floating around outside our cabin. A very short walk led us to the Château de La Roche-Guyon and its imposing position over the Seine. Classified as a Historic Monument, the keep and castle were built and added to for ten centuries. From the Middle Ages through the 18th century, various building styles and materials have created the impressive structure seen today. At this point, family has returned and since the pandemic, the current Duke and his young family have inhabited the second floor of the Château.  

Rows of pear and apple trees are augmented by flower and vegetable gardens providing a deceptively tranquil setting for what would become a center of the Nazi occupation of France during World War II. This area of France was occupied more than any other, and the castle was taken over as a command center – housing none other than the Desert Fox, General Rommel, for six months. 

Built right into the area’s chalk cliffs, the Château’s unique bunkers were expanded and used as a vital Nazi operations center, and housed facilities for radio broadcasts spewing propaganda. We needed to use the flashlights on our cellphones as we entered the dark, cold bunkers.  They are always 52 degrees, and if you touched a wall, you would be coated with chalk dust. I found it very claustrophobic. Currently, the castle features an exhibition about the Monument Men (now of movie fame) who rescued stolen artworks the Germans hid in salt caves.

We climbed steep stairs to the largest dovecote I’ve ever seen. Thankfully now empty, with over 1,000 cubbyholes, it could hold more than 2,000 doves (or pigeons). Once a sign of affluence, the birds were used for food, feathers, and even the sale of their droppings (imagine that job).

The day had become sunny and we were back on the river.

The famous Esther tapestries (two of which are shown above) were made for the Château by the same artisans used for Versailles. In private hands for years, the French government bought them from designer Karl Lagerfeld and returned them to their original home. The expansive room they call home was used by Rommel as his imposing office.

The original fortified Castle Keep at the top of the chalk cliff.

Tale of Two Taverns: Newport & Chilham

Totally by accident, we recently managed to dine in two White Horse Taverns, on opposite sides of the Atlantic.

Newport (Rhode Island, USA) and Chilham (Kent, England) are very different places. Besides their name, they share historic recognition praise, and are both listed as historic sites.

Newport | National Historic Landmark

“America’s Oldest Tavern” in Newport, dates back to days in a busy British Colony, initially built as a home in 1652 and converted to a tavern 21 years later. Early owner William Mayes was a known pirate and not very popular with colony officials. His sister Mary Mayes Nichols and her husband took over as innkeepers and kept the White Horse Tavern in the family for most of the next 200 years.

The very distressed building was saved by the Newport Preservation Society and eventually turned over to private owners. It is well-known as a perfect example of 17th-century Colonial American architecture. Today it’s a more upscale restaurant serving a varied menu.

Chilham | National Heritage Building

This quaint pub, the White Horse Tavern, is right at home on the town square of picturesque Chilham. Located across from Chilham Castle/Manor (now a school), the tavern is surrounded by wood-timbered Tudor and Jacobean architecture. It looks like a movie set. This White Horse is 550 years old! Imagine who you might have seen taking a meal here in the 16th century. Probably built with timbers salvaged from wrecked ships; you can find some significant markings if you look closely (or ask the friendly barkeep). Even better – it’s reported to be haunted. During renovations in 1956, two male skeletons were found in shallow graves just under the kitchen floor. Deemed ‘ancient bones’ they are now buried in the churchyard.

The Chilham site is also dog-friendly, and resident pup Colt joined us for lunch. He is a sweetheart. A 9-year-old Alaskan Malamute, Colt looks like he’s benefited from quite a few handouts.

A few other interesting points of interest include the Norman castle keep built for Henry II in 1174 on the Castle/Manor grounds. St. Marys Church is on the North Downs Way National Trail and is said to be the burial place of St. Augustine.

Meals can be so much more interesting when enjoyed surrounded by history.

Chilham, Kent, England
St. Marys, Chilham