The Seine is gentle and cuddly, and knows how to make people love her. However, it also knows how to get angry, or rather, it knew how to, back in the days of the mascarets. Let the Seine tell you its story. Let her whisper in your ear what her past was, what her present is and what we can hope for in her future. Come and visit the MuséoSeine in Caudebec-en-Caux.
But the Seine is also a muse. That of the painters who came to capture its changing reflections in the early days of Impressionism, under the brush of Eugène Boudin. But the Seine can also be a tomb. That of Victor Hugo’s daughter Léopoldine, who drowned one fine day in September 1843. She lived just around the corner, in the small village of Villequier. Just where the Victor Hugo Museum awaits you today.
The Seine has shaped this region and continues to do so. It is the key player in the great book of Norman history. It was the Normans who sailed up its waters to the very depths of its torments. The Romans before them, who made Juliobona, the future Lillebonne, the capital of the Calettes (hence the name “Pays de Caux”), and finally, in 1494, with this jewel of the fledgling Renaissance overlooking one of its meanders from the heights ofEtelan.
The Seine is alive, active, often wise, sometimes unreasonable… But always fascinating.
