Ah yes. My French Heaven. Our host, Stephane Gabart, greeted us with hugs, kisses, wine, flowers, chocolates, waters – everything one needs in heaven.
Our suites were gorgeous. The beds huge. The pool to die for!
We were so happy in heaven! I miss it!
He took us to the fantastic market in Liborne. As they say in Hebrew~ Oooh! Waaah! Eyze yofi! Loved the market. The fruits, the flowers, the vegetables, the breads, the cheeses, the fish and seafood, the pastries (stopped at an amazing pastry shop), the meats. It really was our idea of heaven. If I’d had half a brain I’d have taken photos but I was too engrossed, too overwhelmed by the sights, sounds, smells. And in my defense, I was pretty sleep-deprived.
We toured the wine country around St. Emillion. Did some fun tasting. We even explored a limestone cave, once used for excavation and building materials, now used for wine. The caves go on forever, like a maze, and there were bats. Cute French bats, seriously cute and harmless French bats, but I once got a bat caught in my hair so I was a little freaked out when we disturbed them and they fluttered by. Still, the caves were fascinating and the wines good. The area reminded me of a greener Napa Valley. Similar climate. And their harvest was early this year, like ours.
Plus the weather was perfect. But of course the weather is perfect in heaven!
Stephane made dinner reservations for us at a nearby restaurant. We walked to the restaurant through the vineyards behind the chateau, down a wooded winding country lane, and up a hill into a medieval village. The food was local, very good, the owner was warm and hospitable (no English but no matter) and the views outstanding. The best part? The hike home in the dark, pitch dark, the Milky Way visible in all its glory. There’s so much ambient light in Northern California we never get to see the Milky Way.
Plain old fashioned low-key fun family time.
Tomorrow – The rest of us get a taste of heaven!
P.S. My French Heaven is so heavenly. I’m missing it terribly!