Les Acacias, Normandy

Wandered into the town again this morning, I do love that walk along the river / canal with the ducks desperately trying to swim upstream. Stopped by the patisserie for John's favourite ... flan. The woman remembered us from yesterday. She was so charming in a very French way, so welcoming, smiley and with an accent that just melted your heart.
The town itself doesn't feel like the inhabitants are very affluent, surprising as it's not far from Paris.
We stopped at Évruex for the Émauss then went to stock up on provisions at L'Eclerc. Spent far too much time in there again, so rushed up through Rouen and arrived here at 17.30. This site doesn't appear when you look on the usual apps. It's near Dieppe, so it's surprising. I had been e mailing the campsite for over a week with mixed results. Eventually, I got a reply asking us to telephone 30 mins before arrival. But I'd been given the wrong number. Found the correct number on Google and left messages. Arrived to an unmanned office and barriers down. But before long the mayor arrived and spoke only French. I told him we'd visited four years ago just before covid. He seemed chuffed. He hadn't listened to my message. Never mind, we're safely on site now.
And I was rather chuffed because he said my French was good!! 👍Okumaya devam et