Onto WWII: Dieppe was an early morning stop. Between shoddy intelligence and easily defended cliffs, it didn’t go particularly well for the landing party. Rouen has several facinating sights, including the main cathedral (quel surprise, it’s named Notre Dame and, though badly beat up by bombing, is beautiful), the tudor-looking streets of the old town, and Joan of Arc church which is like nothing I’ve ever seen before.
From Rouen, we drove along the Seine (scenic) to Le Havre (so ugly, it’s picture-worthy), to beautiful Honfleur (from which Champlain set off to Quebec), past Deauville, and ultimately to Caen. We stayed just north of Caen in Ouistreham at at perfectly charming little hotel called Hotel De la Plage. Photos here.