Travel Blogs from Maisonnais
... br> old village of Oradour, which saw the terrible massacre in 1944 where
Nazi Soldiers killed almost all villagers (over 600, over 200
children) and set it ablaze. The Village remains as it was, burnt out
cars, the old tram lines, electrical ploes from the 40's old homes
and shops near destroyed but very eerie as you can see ...
too much/too little light, quite amusing). Isabella turned out to be
Ella's bestie (most of the time!) and she spoke some English so it
was easy for Ella to get by. (She also speaks Dutch and French...aged
5, sheesh!) Little Marc was like no other, and unfortunately Isabella
and Ella were not so keen to have him in their club! You could pop
this boy on YouTube, Huge Smile, big blue eyes and blond hair ...
... 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 – ...
... for the death of a German officer in a nearby village. A new village was built after the war on a nearby site but on the orders of the then French president, Charles de Gaulle, the original village has been maintained as a permanent memorial and museum. Our visit to the village was very moving and ...
... 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.