I’m a sucker for gothic churches. They’ve got that dark mystery about them – snarling gargoyles, deep-set tombs, cathedral ceilings and glossy oak pews. Something in the air feels equally magical & spiritual, as if whatever else exists out there is welcome within its walls.

We saw quite a few gothic churches across France (including, of course, Notre Dame) but this was my favorite. Nestled in the surprisingly unique little town of Caen, it had all the splendor of Notre Dame but felt so unpretentious and intimate.

I also loved that we were the only tourists wandering around in awe of the stained glass ceilings and ivory organ pipes. One of the locals, who had been coming to this church since she was born, gave us our own personal tour – including that the church was wholeheartedly defended during the world wars.

Happy Travels,

Nikki