Sunday, May 1, 2011
Oradour-sur-Glane
The 10th of June, 1944, nazi Germans gratuitously attacked a French village in the Limousin region, not 20 km away from Limoges. This was 4 days after D-day so the Germans were beginning to lose speed.
A rumor has it they had planned to attack another village, but ended up attacking Oradour-sur-Glane accidentally. Accident or not, they veritably massacred the town killing 642 people. Apparently, they tried to render the victims unrecognizable so no one would be able to mourn them. Ironically, and naturally, the whole village has been a mourning place for over 6o years.
I realize it may be considered vulgar to post these pictures. I just want to give you an idea of what it looks like in that village.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Southern France
The vegetation in southern France is short and arid. What's really interesting about driving around in France for more than 3 hours is being able to watch the landscape change so much.
In and around Limoges, the vegetation is taller, bushier, and greener. The climate is a little more humid (very humid in the winter!) and just plain more delicious to savour when spring rolls around.
Carcassonne
Carcassonne, the medieval city. Four blurry-eyed, ruffled-tailed people crawled into a car early (11:00 am) Sunday morning to visit the old city. Julien had already been before but the three of us hadn't. It is only an hour's drive away from Toulouse.
Le temps n'était pas de la partie ce jour-la. Donc, en dedans de 24 heures, nous sommes passés de t-shirt a chandails, écharpes et manteaux. Nous avions a peine partagé un mot, tellement nous étions tous fatigués ... sauf peut-être Julien qui est toujours de bonne humeur!
Saturday, April 2, 2011
L'Entrecôte
Le soir, Julien nous emmene a un restaurant qui s'appelle l'Entrecôte. Le principe du resto est simple: tous les clients mangent la même chose (salade et frites avec entrecôte). Nous avions attendu en file dehors pendant 45 min avant de gagner des places a une table. La serveuse nous a seulement demandé la cuisson désirée de notre viande et est repartie avant de nous servir de la salade avec des noix et du pain. Nous avions discuté longement et avions beaucoup rigolé.
Enfin, nous recevions nos plats. La viande est accompagnée d'une sauce secrete que Martin a soupçonné être de la sauce pour les escargots. Tres tres bon!
Enfin, comme autrefois, nous avions dormi sous le même toit avant de repartir pour Carcassonne le lendemain.
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