Figeac

Foix is ‘FWA’

We left Figeac for Foix (pron Fwa) via Najec (pron ???). Najec proved to be a very beautiful spot with a breathtaking castle overlooking the village and the mandatory 1000 steps up to the top of the turret. I’ll leave you with a photo as I think it says it all…

After leaving Najec we tackled the motorway to Foix, where we unloaded our growing luggage into our hotel room. Another ‘one nighter’ but hey… it has free wifi and it’s fast!

Foix is a bigger town, not so preserved in medieval ways but has a lovely castle high on a hill in the middle of the town. It was build in the 800’s and has 2 huge turrets to climb. That makes 3 spiral staircases in one day. If it wasn’t for all these French pastries I would be thin as a pin.

Tomorrow we are back in Spain, to Manresa, Spain for another one nighter and then to Barcelona for a week on the beach.

Figeac, France

I can’t get used to walking into toilets to find a man standing at the urinal. In country towns the toilets are combined!
I  also can’t get used to seeing dogs in hotels, which eat with their owners at breakfast in the dining room.
It amazes me how often you drive on a goat track to the middle of nowhere with no cars in sight, only to reach the ‘quaint little village’ and find a boom gate with a 3 Euro charge for parking and tourists everywhere. Our trip to Figeac, sent us over the Millau Viaduct and via a little fortified village called la Couvertoirade (which was ‘out the middle of nowhere but had a parking charge). We arrived late in the day at our 2 bedroom appartment, about 35 minutes before our friends Tony and Lorraine.

Rocamadour

Our first day together we drove off to Rocamadour to see the breathtaking view and visit the village. Colin decided it was a good idea to visit the caves as well. The only problem was that there was only one cave, we were on a tour and the guide spoke in rapid French, for what seemed like 3 hours. Colin almost ran out of the cave crying as it was too much for him to cope with. We are now calling him ‘cave man’. Luckily, Rocamadour made up for it and far exceeded our expectations.
Today’s adventure was Cahors and, Saint Cirq Lapopie. The later sent us on a goat track but was again a gorgeous place to visit with breathtaking views and beautiful gardens nestled in a cliff side.