Travel Blogs from Limoges
rather simple day today, stocking up again and TRYING to sort out our
Gas! Eventually finding our way to Ourdour Sur Glane for the night
where Dan felt a little unmanned by the highly organised Motorhomer
parked next door giving us all sorts of hints and tricks. The
following morning we took off to the 'Village Martyr' which ...
... and Ella made fantastic
nurses, caring for me whilst I lay in bed for 2 days. We were meant
to stay for 2 weeks here, but there was quite a bit of sickness in
the house and we didn't want Ella falling to it so we said our
goodbyes. Rather sad as we had just settled in and Ella really didn't
want to leave her friends. Petra gave Ella a lovely set of Dominoes
and we got a big bottle of fresh milk to take with us. Yummo!
... laneways of Domme, we discovered a way of life that we found difficult to imagine. People still live within its aged stone walls. There was a large hospital that takes up about one tenth of the town. The old church was built in the twelfth century and has been renovated a number of times over the centuries. It stood majestically only meters away from the main look out over the Dordogne valley – the view was breathtaking – ...
On June 10, 1944, The SS Panzer Division Das Reich, killed all 642 residents, including women and children in the French village of Oradour-sur- Glane. Today it is preserved In exactly the condition it was left in 1944. The reason for this massacre is unclear but it is widely believed that it was ...
... all. We were welcomed downstairs in the kitchen by a wonderful traditional French breakfast. She had picked up some fruit, cereal, honey, freshly churned butter, fruit compote , tea cake and, of course, a few baguettes.
After our delicious breakfast, we walked back down the steep cliff to our mega people mover and travelled to Sarlat to enjoy the sights and sounds of the weekly Saturday morning market in the centre of town. The brilliant sunshine warmed us all up.