We toured through the narrow, picturesque roads, northeast towards Perigueux, stopping by the side of the road occasionally to take pictures of the landscape. Perigueux was a larger town, and we wandered around looking for a parking spot nearer to the centre. We parked for free, likely because it was Sunday, and walked towards the main cathedral. It was an imposing structure, with large domed spires, that had similar leanings as Sacre Coeur in Paris (same architect).

David was simply overjoyed to be driving again, particularly in a manual little diesel car. We headed eastward towards the town of Bergerac, admiring the vineyards and rolling hills along with the gorgeous sunshine. Bergerac is situated right on the Dordogne river, and it is a darling town full of half-timbered houses and of course several statues of the infamous Cyrano de Bergerac.

Sunglasses firmly affixed, we checked-out and headed out for a quick morning stop at Paul, the nearby boulangerie, for pain au chocolat. The sun was out in full force, unsheathed from any cloud cover, and by 11 am, we already knew it was going to be a scorcher of a day. We made our way down to the water to check out Bordeaux Fete de Vin, which lined probably a mile of the boardwalk.