Rain, rain, rain... Millie was in heaven as rain, puddles and mud are right up her alley. 3 changes of clothes today and some very wet boots to try to dry before tomorrow.
We drove up the mountains to the east of us which were as beautiful as any we've seen so far. The villages are tiny and don't have any shops, though every single one seems to have a Mairie (town hall), a mayor and a church. Although we were only a couple of kms from our own village all of these villages have their street names written in Occitan (the old language of the area) so you know you are somewhere different. We don't seem to tire of the hill and valley views from the car and the picturesque villages you come across every few miles. The windy roads are a bit of challenge but fortunately the cars come as often as the buses!
One of the biggest villages in the area, St Ferriol is where our landlords, Sophie & James, have spent the better part of the last 12 years restoring and renovating a renaissance chateau (castle). This was the first time we've seen it and is a goliath of a structure. Andy says the labours of
Sisyphus seem like a walk in the park. They are to be commended but I don't envy them.
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| St Just et Le Bezu |
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| Church at St Just |
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| St Ferriol |
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| Chateau Ferreolus - street view |
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| Chateau Ferreolus - garden view |
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