Lost In Limoges

From the sheep-dotted pastures of France's underpopulated Southwest, Limoges rises in all its grey glory. The city's claim to fame: fine porcelain. The half-timbered houses of the Medieval center are surrounded by strip malls and McDo. Land-hungry Brits descend with flailing pocketbooks (thanks, RyanAir). The weather is remarkably cool year-round. Sure, I live on rue de Nice, but this is NOT the Cote d'Azur. Welcome to Limoges, "the middle of nowhere"-- or as Pierre says "everywhere"-- France.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Driving through Le Tarn, Midi-Pyrenees




From Lot we drove south, close to Languedoc and the mythical land of the Cathars and Knights of the Templar. Forget the guidebook. Getting lost in rural France (with a full tank of gas, of course) is pure heaven. The countryside is dotted with thousands of historical villages, each with their own character, churches, fragrant gardens, and exquisite architecture. Actually any map besides Michelin is pretty useless here (so many winding, country roads). We ended up happily lost in a village called Puycelsi, where we walked up through the rose-draped alleyways to the ancient castle that stands at the summit. God bless French organization and bureaucracy; no matter how tiny the ville, there's usually an Information booth, where we got directions to our friends' little town of Salvagnac.

2 Comments:

  • At 11:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    The best way to get lost in rural France is not with a full tank of gas!!! it s with a bike or a horse!!
    but this is my personal thought !!!
    see you in the Tarn!

     
  • At 4:27 PM, Blogger MWN said…

    Paul! I am laughing out loud. You are exactly right. I couldn't agree more. Now if Pierre would hurry up and fix that bike! Then I could get lost around the stupendously-beautiful city of Limoges and environs... also

    xo
    mw

     

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