Vernon

In the afternoon we took a walking tour of the little town of Vernon. Our ship was docked just beside the bridge where Claude Monet’s son was killed in a car crash in 1966. The town is charming, and is located at the confluence of the Seine and the Eure Creek, which served as the ancient boundary separating the Duchy of Normandy and the Kingdom of France. As we passed the fourteenth century church, we saw that a funeral was in progress, so we had to wait to go inside for photographs. In the meantime, we went to a supermarket to buy batteries. Then we visited a patisserie for an eclair and a tartelette. Next door was a chocolaterie where we bought some truffles. Since the pastry shop did not offer coffee, we brought our goodies back to the Viking Rinda and enjoyed them onboard. Tonight’s dinner was a buffet, a sampling of the characteristic dishes of Normandy. There was a ton of cheese, a fabulous chicken dish, and apples aplenty.Okumaya devam et