Who knew that the North of France could be so dead drop gorgeous? I mean call me a city slut and anything but bucolique, but this scenery was to die for. I'm not giving you any tips cause frankly I was trying to survive on Stella McCartney platform shoes - not a great idea but a great look to stir some local stares and the anger of my german boy.. #oopsididitagain. However I can testify that this place is worth visiting if Paris feels like a bad hangover on a summer weekend and you need a detox time out. Don't worry there's no anal cleansing treatment like those in the modern day beauty camps - at least I didn't find any.
enjoy the view xx