And finally the Easter holidays arrived. Have you not been made eternal these three months? Me. Although in reality the week stays in only four days ...
Just having 4 days and, knowing that flights are impossible for those dates, we are looking for a destination that we could reach by car. The enclave chosen to make a getaway with friends was the black Perigord in France. He Black perigord It is about six hours drive from Barcelona and is famous for its gastronomy and for having a great concentration of the so-called "most beautiful villages of France". So on Thursday, as soon as we all finished our workdays, we set course there.
To avoid having to drive until late at night, we decided to book a night at a hotel in Toulouse, which we planned to arrive around eleven at night. Ah! But here is our surprise when we arrived at the hotel at the indicated time and the reception was closed to lime and song. What do we do? Nervousness and restlessness. Are we looking for a nearby hotel? But it's all closed! Would we have to sleep all night in the car? But tranquility grumetes, don't panic the conic, that GPS has been invented for that and for that we are in France, a country prepared as few. We looked in the GPS and nearby there was a Formula 1 hotel. Basic, functional and clean. We arrived at this one and it was closed. But luckily there was an intercom and an employee came out to open the parking gate. It was almost one in the morning and we got into bed, tired and knowing that in a few hours we would continue the trip.
At quarter past nine, Jordi and Míriam were bitten at the door. In ten minutes they closed the breakfast buffet. Ah! We were in France and here the appetizer is made at ten in the morning ... I dressed and cleaned my face in a matter of seconds and we went out for breakfast. Luckily, the lady who ran the joint took pity on us and let us have breakfast quietly and enjoy that deserved French bread has its fame.
We were on the outskirts of Toulouse and we still had two hours to reach our destination, but on the way we stopped in the town of Cahors to visit its famous fortified bridge. The bridge is very characteristic of medieval times and its construction ended in 1380. The truth is that there was almost no one there, and after a walk we returned to the car and continued the march until Monpazier
Monpazier It was the first of the cute little villages we visited. The entire area is dotted with fortified medieval villages, with houses built with sandstone and wooden shutters painted in colors on the windows. But in Monpazier, what stands out is its square. The grace of this one is that the same square is formed by the buildings that surround it and that in the corners these have a few millimeters of separation. As it was too late for French standards when it came to eating, we decided to eat at a restaurant in the same square in Monpazier. The two-course menu without dessert cost us 16 euros and although it was good, knowing what the next day would bring us, it ended up being unspectacular. After eating, we wandered aimlessly through the streets to lower the food, until we returned to the car and headed towardsBelves.
Belves It is on the side of a mountain and is a 15-minute drive from Monpazier. In Belvès, its bell towers and the “troglodyte rooms” stand out, which, despite the name, are caves that were prepared to live in the 13th century. However, they were closed because to visit them you have to request time and we did not. What we did was enter the hospital in Belvès. Not because any of us were sick, but because the hospital is in an old building with stunning views of the Nauze Valley. We walk up and down, and in the end we enter a boulangerie To eat something sweet. And my eyes were going away. Everything looked so good, I finally decided to eat a mythical croissant. Great!
As it was mid-afternoon and we did not want to repeat the bad experience of the previous night, we went to the hotel where we had reserved a room that night. Our idea was to spend every night of the Perigord in the same hotel, but in which we wanted they did not have every night free and we had to book one in another hotel, in the Hôtel du Château, which receives the name for being in front of the castle of Campagne. The hotel room was quite "colorful" and ours was freshly painted, so we had to sleep with the paint spray all night. After doing the check-in, and book dinner for 7pm, -well, you can have dinner at 7.30pm-, we went to visit the last village of the day: Limeuil.