Paul was sick in bed, but the other 5 of us forged off to points east from Le Bugue to the picturesque town of Sarlat de Canada. Absolute chaos on the market days of Wednesday or Saturday, we purposely chose Friday as our day to visit, thinking the streets would be less hectic.
|Quiet streets early on a non-market day!|
Traveling in two separate cars, it was nothing short of miraculous that we actually found each other at our pre-arranged meeting place. First stop was a cup of coffee in a cozy café which had a surprising medieval staircase in the back room, around the corner from les toilettes.
|Magnificent organ pipes in the Cathedral of St Sacerdos|
|Lanterne des Morts.|
|The salamander is Sarlat's mascot,.|
|Lunch was a cassoulet of escargot simmered in an herby sauce with fresh wild chanterelle and cepe mushooms YUM!|
A perusal of a few shops after lunch produced a new chapeau and a few little gifts for those at home, and then! We spied the ice cream shop! Uh Oh! Can you imagine toasted walnut gelato drizzled with salted caramel syrup?
|The salamander weather vane dangling off the cathedral lantern|
Sarlat, the town of soft yellow stone proved to be a perfect place to while away a lovely autumn afternoon in the company of close friends in the Dordogne valley of France.