Two bags that spell liberation

That Tuesday would be the day that would reunite us to our beloved and so missed and desired travel bags! As a result of being so sick of waiting, we decided to shorten our stay in Sarlat to forget about the ordeal faster and more completely. 

We checked out and traveled to a place called Rocamadour (a major Catholic religious place frequented by pilgrimage and faithfuls seeking miracles. 

The place is staggered on a cliff face which represents an easy way down, but a grueling return to the top if one eschewed the elevators set up for precisely accomplishing that essential job. 

At night we landed in a wonderful B&B or “Maison d’Hôtes” are they are named in France, called “Maison d’Hôtes” complete with a warm welcome, great food and fabulous company. An unforgettable experience.