Au Revoir, Limoges

Just when I was getting a hang of that bisou business (two kisses or three? left cheek first or right?), I am grabbing a dawn train from Limoges Bénédictins and departing la belle France for the summer. Parting shot: the ancient Pont Saint-Etienne, crossed by pilgrims on their way to Santiago de Compostela. I splurged on one last meal at the restaurant on the other side of the riverbank, housed in a Medieval, half-timbered building. Highlight of the meal? Le Vésuve-- beef carpaccio assembled over a glass cone, a delicious red volcano. I'll be back in September...