A word about light: The sun comes out again just as we drive into Rouen. Lovely! However, the town has seen its fair share of tragedy too. This is where the 19-year-old Joan of Arc was dragged away and burned at the stake by an English executioner in front of a gawking crowd on 30th May 1431. Her ashes were then thrown into the Seine. Every year, Rouen holds ceremonies to commemorate the young freedom fighter and national heroine, also known as the Maid of Orléans. Her aim was to free France from the English. She was canonised by the Catholic church in 1920.
The site of this gruesome event, the Place du Vieux-Marché, is naturally worth a visit, as are the town’s other sights and many pretty churches. Then, like every evening, we head to the depot as the bus is thirsty for electricity. We’d prefer a nice glass of French red wine. And then quickly back to our hotel, our heads touch our pillows, and we count battery packs rather than sheep. One, two, three, four...