We’re back in Sarlat, this time to walk off the delicious tower of flambé beef we
inhaled ate like civilised folk in nearby Castelnaud-la-Chapelle.
The lighting against the medieval buildings and deserted narrow streets made for a wonderful moody walk.
I feel like I must have read something about the significance of the street lights somewhere. Was it that they’re powered by gas? Or maybe it was something else? Anyone?
I’ll be back tomorrow with a post about one of the main sights of Sarlat-la-Canéda, Cathédrale Saint-Sacerdos de Sarlat. Until then..