The train bringing construction material to the Sarlat station.
Took my parents on a morning walk through Sarlat.
Mom looking at ribbon in Sarlat's fabric store.
Wednesday market.
Street musicians. Stained glass reflecting on the wall of the cathédrale.
Lanterne des morts. Dad walking among the shadows in the jardin public.
Entering Montignac. Having a picnic lunch while waiting for Lascaux II to open.
Gentleman "working" at Lascaux II was enjoying his newspaper.
Lascaux II
Driving to Les Eyzies-de-Tayac.
Amazing limestone cliffs.
We were the only three on the last tour of the day at la Grotte du Grand Roc. The tour guide was quick entertaining. When he learned we were American he shared with us what he knew about the US... all of which, like other French, he gained from American films and TV shows. Unfortunately, this source of culture has a strong tendency to dramatize. I translated for mom and dad. The cave had an impressive collection of crystallizations: stalactites and stalagmites.
Walking down from la Grotte du Grand Roc.
Dinner in Sarlat.
Night two of repaving the Pontet roundabout.
Laundry with mom in Sarlat.
Outside the laundrymat the pedestrian strips were repainted.