Encountering the Masters of Impressionism at the Musée des Beaux-Arts de Rouen
When I first arrived in Rouen, I was already enchanted by its cobblestone streets, Gothic spires, and the hum of everyday French life. Yet, as much as the old town…
When I first arrived in Rouen, I was already enchanted by its cobblestone streets, Gothic spires, and the hum of everyday French life. Yet, as much as the old town…
I still remember the exact feeling of stepping off the train at Le Havre on a chilly January morning. The air had that unmistakable bite of the sea, a salty…