We spent a week in Carlucet during our first trip to France together. We thought it would be fun to go see how it looks fifteen years later, so today we started our hike there. Some things seemed just the same – we recognized the B&B (now a gîte, or whole house rental) right away. Others seemed totally different – there were really houses just down the street??
And why had we never walked over to see the church? We certainly heard the bells every day. I guess we were too busy relaxing in the pool… our trips were more about relaxation back when we were working.
Our hike took us toward the village of St. Crépin, which gets first billing in the official name of this area – Saint-Crépin-et-Carlucet. Here are some things we saw along the way:
The barn fetish continues…