Our first couple days in Cahors featured some local walks, some blogging, and some of the malaise we figured was the aftermath of COVID. On June 28th we drove over to Saint-Circ-Lapopie ("Lapoopie" as we termed it in 1989), one of the most popular of les plus beaux villages. SCL is perched on a cliff a hundred meters above the Lot, and, of course, is on the Camino Santiago. In this part of southwestern France, one sees plenty of tourists, almost entirely French, however, with a few Brits and very few Yanks. A great place to practice my incipient French, much to the amusement of the serveurs and serveuses and others.
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| Terrain and canyon of the Lot |
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Saint-Circ-Lapopie; I climbed the big rock...the back side has
steps and handrails, about all I am capable of these days |
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| The view |
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| Helpful map |
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| Back down on terra firma, a street scene |
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| Approaching the parish church |
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Of course, what Russia is doing to Ukraine makes Guernica look
like a common mugging... |
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| Rustic book box |
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We had lunch at a restaurant at the top, the same resto
we ate at in 1989
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My foie
gras et frites; this is
unprocessed foie gras,
duck livers
sufficiently
cooked so as not to count as sushi; rich and buttery
and
delicate, as advertised; I ate the whole thing, but in the
future
will probably
stick with the processed versions, e.g. paté, contrary
to nutritionists' warnings
about processed foods... |
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Vicki's canard
roti et frites; travel
tip...if you don't like duck, then
either
avoid French restaurants (!) or bring your own food when
you visit the
Dordogne/Perigord/Lot; duck is pretty much on every course
of every menu, with few if any alternatives; and they don't do Beijing Duck |
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