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We pulled away from the Bed and Breakfast with the anticipation of a child on Christmas morning. It was to be our first day trip into the Dordogne Valley. My fear was that with such anticipation, there could only be a letdown, the Dordogne could not live up to my mind's eye. I had taken this trip so many times while still in Indiana...dreaming about the lush valleys, the uninhabited countryside, the Pristine France I had always heard and dreamed about...so far from the urban centers of Paris, Bordeaux, Toulouse, or Lyon. A part of France that can only be visited by car, bicycle or on foot. No interstates, no large airports, no bullet trains in this part of southwestern France....just unspoiled beauty.
When we left the Loire valley...our friend we had made at the family gas station told me..."Ah the Dordogne....you will love it...green, very green". Now I know exactly what he meant. The one lane roads under canopies of birch and walnut trees, pastures of sheep surrounding old stone farmhouses and the ever present Dordogne river winding through it all.
Too much to take in, in just one day trip. We would be returning for more exploring several more days.