Roosevelt’s Biography is Re-enacted in Southern France

The sun over the mountain beaming into our room was the alarm clock for the day in Bagneres du Luchon. We prepared our luggage and ventured to the ‘salle a manger’ in search of the traditional continental breakfast (petite dejeuner). I need to give huge props to the French for allowing morning coffee to flow freely through large cups. No problem obtaining required caffeine.

It’s a short ride through the valleys to St. Girons. We wound our way through farms and poppy fields. We recognized a familiar grocery store from our Portugal sojourn and we decided to pourchase the items necessary for a little picnic. As we drove through small villages it is apparent that life is taking a toll – the buildings tell the story of battles waged and life defended.

Today’s resting place is Chateau Beauregard. This is a lovely traditional home that has received a facelift to take it into the future. There was a long, winding lane set on a hill.  At the beginning of the lane, there was a signpost that starkly informed us that at this very place a young man was shot by the Gestapo as part of the Resistance. We stood there and let our thoughts flow toward what that must have been like – unimaginable! Once up the lane, we were greeted by a lively French woman and a very lazy dog. In southern France, basic understanding and speaking in French is absolutely essential. We exchanged our information and received directions about our suite and the dinner possibilities for the evening.

The sun was warming our private balcony and we were enticed to the pool. Decompressing and soaking in the sun – we observed little geckos scampering about the place. It was time to dress for dinner as the clouds indicating another rainstorm.

We grabbed the generously-sized umbrellas and strolled in the rain along Resistance Avenue. Another place with somber reminders of history, not so long ago.

We found the recommended café and played the requisite menu game with the exuberant owner. The homemade root vegetable puree soup was comfort to my soul. We dined, chatted, yawned and packed it in for another day in Midi Pyrnees.

My budget? We breakfasted, picnicked, and dined all day for $115.00. Pas mal – n’est pas?

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About Diary of a Changed Woman

Living a blessed life in Canada with my husband on the beautiful shores of Lake Huron. I work as a Human Resources consultant to small business. I love my family - our grandchildren are the loves of my life. I'm a change agent personally and professionally. Change is what I'm about - no matter what!
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