Campanile Agen

... and sesame seeds and had thin bread sticks like coffee stirrers. It looked like a cappuccino, but tasted like absolute seafood heaven. It wiped away memories all those shrimp heads in a single creamy bite. My dish consisted of a whipped foie gras base and a perfect tomato slice surrounded by slivered eggplant and topped with a melted, creamy local raw milk cheese. It also had a small salad with pureed red and yellow peppers on the side, but the foie gras item was so good I ...

... stayed at The Hotel Amphitheater with 28 rooms. we were on the top floor and there was no elevator. The stairs wound around in a circular fashion. Fortunately we only had to carry the luggage up one time! The hotel was quaint, had free ...

... would have cried in a similar situation, I think its important, as a friend, to continously take the **** out of him from now on. Next time you see Alex ask him to do an impression of a stick insect. Its hilarious.

We cycled on in the blazing heat of 35 degrees. As the miles went by we started to get a little bored and amused ourselves by standing up on the bikes and thrusting at ...

7 days in the small village of Miradoux in Gascony ... living in a surprisingly large 4 bedroom house overlooking a patchwork valley and touring through beautiful ...

It was a long day on the bus, but we finally made it to Provence. On the way we stopped in Avignon to see the Pope's Palace and then made our way to the Roman Aqueduct. After dinner in Provence, we stumbled upon a crazy street party with a DJ. It was fun experience to dance with the locals and get a feel for the flavor of the town. We are off to Barcelona tomorrow!

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20 minutes grumbling thunder preceeded a violent storm, force 8+, rain and big hailstones. Dave went out in pants only to save the awning from being blown off!

Nightingales (rossinol?) sang after the storm, and again in the morning.

... with about another 6 boats. This was a lovely trip as the Lot is a very wide lazy river. As part of upgrading it for tourism they have built some spectacular new locks including a 13 m one (the second biggest in France)! Much to everyones relief they opened up the Baize for the afternoon and in escorted convoys of 2 we made it into the canal system and onto the Canal Lateral la Garonne. Over ...

... as the amphitheatre was closed to tourists and was full of tiers of metal seats. We couldn't read any of the signs in French, but as we strolled further through the streets we became even more intrigued. Drunk people spilled out of bars onto the streets, jazz bands played in the square, and one of the main streets was fenced off on both sides with 2m high metal barriers. Eventually we realised that we were in the middle of the Arles on the day of a bullfight. We had just missed the ...

... the strange old buildings. Cathédrale Saint Sacerdos was not all that big or exciting though it did contain a glass cabinet in which reposed what I took to be the miraculously preserved body of someone not mentioned in the guidebooks. How frustrating. To be miraculously preserved yet unknown! Perhaps it was St Sacerdos him/herself, still in one piece thirteen hundred years after dying. Whilst walking through the market I caught snatches of what sounded very ...

... Durex factory. With the entire history of prés**vatifs to pond** on, we drove from Condom to Montréal past endless fields of sunflow**s, bathing in the sun like complacent holidaymak**s. We stopped to camp at a traditional farmyard, one of many in the area, that had been recommended to us in Condom. The Rose D'Armagnac is a typical, simple camping à la f**me. A show** block and electricity are the only luxuries, unlike the two camping grounds in Condom with ...