Memoirs of Flaubert, crazy about Trouville.
From the window of your room, observe the traces in the sand, it is here, in the same place, a few metres from the hotel door, that Gustave Flaubert's life changed in 1836. A veil flew away under the iodine gusts, it was Elisa Schlésinger's cape. He picks it up and love takes hold of his whole being, never to leave him again. Flaubert was 14 years old. He had spent his childhood not far from Trouville, at the Domaine de Géfosse, owned by his grandparents, and from then on he was linked to Trouville and its beach for the rest of his life. Elisa is everywhere in Flaubert's life, in the guise of Madame Arnoux in Madame Bovary (which he returned to write from Trouville in 1853), in his perpetual search for words to describe this feeling that he would never find again, in Memoirs of a Madman, his first work which recounts this moment and launched his career as a writer. Flaubert and Trouville, united by the strongest of feelings, the story could not be more beautiful.