Rental car Roaming

We found a rental car for $200 for 8 days, as the Citroen has gone to the (panel beater) doctors to await the insurance assessor! While I was working this morning – Kevin rode off to commercial area to collect the ride for the next week. Rols washed the Citroen so it looks pristine for its assessment and they both took it away! We caught up for a home lunch around midday and then it was off driving in the “Dasio Jogger” a version of people mover! Heading towards Cahors, the destination for the end of stage 19 of the Tour De France on Friday!

First village stop Puy L’Eveque, another village on the hillside, Lot river running through.

Beautiful old stone buildings

And Rainbow umbrellas adding a touch of colour in the streets below.

First stop was Emaus – the weekly market, Rols favourite, where I managed to spend 11 Euros and a whole new wardrobe! Rols bought a pot for his bathroom.

Following the river through to Cahors – a larger town, more tourists and very little parking, gasping for a drink, temperatures rising to 35 degrees (but much cooler than the last few days), we found a park near the river (still the Lot).

Medieval lock bridge (Pont Valentre) constructed between 1308 and 1378, a bit like modern day construction timeframes!

Whilst wandering along we spied a boat approaching to navigate the lock- took a while, while water is let out this side and then filled up from the other side to allow the boat to pass through!

In she goes, by this time we had found a seat on the hill, ordered coffees and sat and relaxed while watching the prolonged process.

As we were leaving I felt a sting in my armpit and sure enough a wasp had managed to get under my sleeve and done its dirty work – must have been attracted to my crock, deodorant or sweat! Whichever it was rather painful for a bit!

We then drove through the bustling town of Cahors and took the south side route heading back. Already the barriers are going up on the roads for the finish of stage 19 of the Tour De France.

Heading out we realised we were driving the incoming route for the riders and we need to decide our vantage point for Friday!

This could be it – top of the hill at Albi linking over the river and it’s small township – precariously perched on the cliff side!

Back through the villages and a supermarket stop, as I decided it was time for French bread, pate and cheese followed by some French pastries! I have done very well – four days without the French Treats!