Every village in France claims this title. But Sarlat comes close. The village was selected by the French government to be restored to its former mediaeval beauty and I must say they have done an impressive job. I will let the photos do the talking.
However, there are pitfalls in beautiful Sarlat. If you ask for a cappuccino you may find yourself drinking an expresso with whipped cream. Did they think we were Americans?
We attended the famous Sarlat market and saw a gigantic truffle which Freya was able to hold. Her expression in the photos suggests she wasn't sure if she was holding a truffle or large cow pat. More photos to come of the food - especially for our friend Elaine.
We also found a lovely property to buy with our spare cash. A lovely French villa covered in vines. A real Madeline house to keep Jessie happy. Its the villa with the sale sign in the photos.
We stayed in a very picturesque old pub called Hotel Madrigal. But had to share the room with two noisy teenagers. Arggh!









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