Laundry – a good thing to do when visiting a foreign country
11th century ya’ll and just down from the laundry mat.
Gah! The stone work.
Unlike in Paris, here in Gisors we have the entire place to ourselves.
A lost art.
Our first castle – I can’t help quoting “Princess Bride” over and over and over.
13th century my friends.
Our Downton-esque moment strolling the grounds.
For storming the castle (in secret)
This awaited us after laundry and sightseeing.
Followed by this.
And then this.
Then out for more old buildings.
And you thought we’d just drink and eat macaroons the rest of the day, didn’t you. Pffff.
The afternoon of slightly intoxicated sight seeing was well worth the effort.
My little travellers, plane (check), train (check)
Ham, Cheese and Butter from Gerard Mulot in Paris for train eats
Gisors, our destination in Normandie
Our room at our friend’s mom’s house
She is an artist and her home has me looking for a certain white rabbit who is late for an important date
What my kids do when they forget about electronic distractions
We took a walk and met the locals
The sights.
The smells.
We gave the kids some room to breathe.
And just be.
Our host was as amazing as her home
I love this.
And the smell of this.
And the taste of this.
And this.
And this.
800arrows 