Yesterday Mark rented a car and we drove 30 minutes east to the picturesque medieval hill town of Pérouges. We wandered the cobbled streets, explored the gothic church and had a nice lunch. The morning fog cleared and the day was bright and warm. The church doubled as part of the ramparts with arrow slits in the thick stone walls. The town was quiet and peaceful despite a good number of tourists. We noticed cars parked in what were once stables and ancient stones building converted to private homes. The town depends on tourists no doubt but it is a living town. We visited the lovely museum and climbed the watchtower for a fantastic view of the alps in the far east. I’ve seen my share of medieval villages. This is one if the best preserved and most interesting.
For dinner we were treated to gastronomic tour de force at Jour de Marché. I can’t possibly remember what everyone had so I’ll just show you.
This morning we bid a bittersweet farewell to Ann and Mark and jumped aboard the high speed TGV which whisked us to Paris in a couple of hours reaching speeds of 180 mph! We navigated the bus system and checked into Bonne Nuit Paris, an early 17th century house renovated beautifully and owned by Jean-Luc Marchand and his lovely wife. We were made to feel very welcome. After showing us to our room, Jean-Luc proceeded to give us the history of Le Marais (our temporary neighborhood) from the 16th century to the present in about 10 mintues. My head was spinning. That guy can talk fast I’m tellin’ you.
We then set out in search of a late lunch finding it at Chez Hanna, a cool falafel joint in the Jewish quarter.
Tomorrow we begin our Paris adventure in earnest.