The Heart of France

Our hosts for the past week live in Perigord Vert/ Dordogne. It is three hours by train from Paris, verdant, a place of many rushing rivers and rolling hills. On our first afternoon, having debarked at Limoges,  we drove around their immediate neighbourhood,  focussing on the sights within five miles or so of their home.

01c09fc227db57bab5fc51864333e75294203bff26 01f8e1c1d457077911b4c73c4c25c4fc44c9fa40d2 A house and monastery near St.-Pardoux la Riviere.

Chateaux, of differing periods and styles, rise up near villages of ancient stone houses, winding, narrow streets and medieval churches. The long history of the region is witnessed everywhere in abandoned monasteries, castles demolished stone-by-stone during the Revolution, monuments to battlefields. I have travelled to the French Alps and Provence, throughout the UK and somewhat in Northern Italy, but I have never been anywhere that the evidence of past events was more richly witnessed by structures that still stand. And it would seem that the fertile soil is a blood-soaked one.

01058d8c4df1661fed17596c40d3a3a0be975859d5 Our own violence and our great national  sin, the near  destruction of the native peoples of Canada, has not left much behind that is visible. What must it be like, to grow up everyday seeing the evidence of violent struggle everywhere about? It begins with the many “grottes”, caves that are naturally present in the river valleys, but which were elaborated to act as hiding places against the Vikings. Most castles are ramparted, have towers with slits for arrows, massive gates that can be shut on violent intruders. Here, the French fought to wrest the region from the English, despite the  fact that the locals wished to remain part of Jolly Old. Here, appalling acts were perpetrated against the people of Languedoc who espoused different religious views and who had created a vibrant culture of troubadours and Courtly Love.

019991a292e14a46d61c9a453d32f9af08d34d563e But here, too, so much has been built by effort, hard work and a genius for what counts in life. I believe that regions that have lived through centuries of threat and hardship create cultures where hospitality is a strong value. Alan and I have never experienced such warmth and generous attention as we did in the South. Night and day our hosts, whom we had met just twice before, made it their mission to share their home, their region, their friends and family with us. Comment dit merci?

0136b2f964d9fdac7efca9df5f7ce9219877e569cf This is truly the heart of France. Details and wine-tasting tomorrow.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s