For my holiday this year myself, Chris, his sister and partner spent a blissful ten days in the small French fisherman village of Honfleur.
The cobblestone streets all lead to the beautiful harbour that opens up to the brightly coloured restaurants, all to entice you inside. The restaurants serve mainly fish dishes (prawns, mussels, etc.) which meant I was in heaven.
In this post I have included a few of my favourite photos (there are a lot) of some of the beautiful sights around Honfleur.
As well as being a fishing village Honfleur is fill with history, art and antiques. The buildings are old, slightly crooked and weathered, the doors and windows are filled with personality and no two are the same.
I could wonder around the antique stores for hours, staring at the all the treasures and wondering what their stories were, from the big hand crafted wardrobes that could be the home to Narnia, the cutlery that is tarnished around the edges and the suitcases that are worn around the edges; the tales they could tell of the amazing places they have visited.
While wondering round we came across a store that sold a great variety of ice creams and it was perfectly named; Louise. It must be fate.