Normandie...
It was three full, exquisite, splendid days, a real honeymoon.
They were at the Hôtel de Boulogne, on the port. And they lived there, shutters closed, doors closed, with flowers on the floor and syrups on ice, which were brought to them in the morning.
Towards evening they took a covered boat and went to dine on an island.
At nightfall, they left. The boat followed the edge of the islands. They remained in the background, both hidden by the shadows, without speaking.
Gustave Flaubert
-Madame Bovary-
Trouville-sur-Mer
Normandie / France
Normandie...
It was three full, exquisite, splendid days, a real honeymoon.
They were at the Hôtel de Boulogne, on the port. And they lived there, shutters closed, doors closed, with flowers on the floor and syrups on ice, which were brought to them in the morning.
Towards evening they took a covered boat and went to dine on an island.
At nightfall, they left. The boat followed the edge of the islands. They remained in the background, both hidden by the shadows, without speaking.
Gustave Flaubert
-Madame Bovary-
Trouville-sur-Mer
Normandie / France