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    • Day 14

      Limoges

      August 5, 2022 in France ⋅ ☁️ 24 °C

      Koffie break ☕☕

    • Day 25

      Day 25: Chatenet-en-D. - Limoges

      September 6, 2016 in France ⋅ 🌙 23 °C

      Distance: 28.6k (582/1288.3)
      Weather: 27C, periods of sun and clouds
      Mood: Tired but satisfied
      Blisters: 0
      Staying at: Soeurs Franciscaines

      The landscape today was beautiful and the Cathedral of Limoges is just stunning (Which makes the Limousin my favourite part of this journey yet). As my mum said, Limoges is another milestone, which I am proud to reach. I was going to post a little story, but I met a couple from Bornerbroek (very near to where my dad was born).Read more

    • Day 52

      Limoges for 2 nights

      September 19, 2021 in France ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

      We have made it to Limoges, half way to the Pyrenees our book says! It was a 22.5 km walk, and a bit difficult entering the city, but not too bad, and here we are at a very beautiful and very well situated chambres d’hôtes, 5 minutes walk from the cathedral.

      But I haven’t done justice to St Léonard yesterday, as it is such a lovely and historic town. It rained yesterday afternoon and we didn’t see lots, except of course the enormous collégiale church….and didn’t take many photos. The collégiale bells chimed every quarter of an hour during the night Amr tells me, but for once I heard nothing and slept like a baby and he was the one disturbed!! A first I think. I did have the help of phenergan that I had taken for very itchy legs (not bedbugs! Think I brushed against some foliage or some insect nipped me…and I’d wake with itch in the night)…

      And I keep remembering small funny things that I meant to mention…during the animated conversation with Wolfgang he asked how we had enjoyed dinner at Les Remparts the night before. That was the hotel run by 2 gay guys with the 4 poster bed. We said it was fine, but not the usual French meal…and he laughed and told us that François and Daniel used to run a small eatery, quite popular for a cheap meal (and the spareribs was one of the specialties) and then bought the building in Bénévent, which used to be an old people’s home, for €1 as the government wanted to offload it, and turned it into a hotel! Fun to hear this background, and explains why they were a little disorganised!

      I also didn’t hear all the artists come back to the “hotel” last night after their night on the town! I say hotel because it essentially was - a beautiful old stone building - and we came and went, with a code for the front door - and it was extremely luxurious. Our breakfast this morning was a special table just for us, separate from the artistes who had not risen by 7.30, with beautiful setting and freshly squeezed orange juice!! One way to our hearts.

      We left at 8.30 and it wasn’t raining, though did look as if it could some time soon, and our ponchos were easy to reach in our packs. And it was cold!!! About 12° I think, and I wore a jacket walking all day! A week ago I was complaining of heat. But I’m not complaining now, it was perfect walking weather. And the rain held off for most of the walking time. We headed out along the Vienne river, very pretty with old timbered houses, then headed gently but steadily uphill until we were way up from the valley, and walked on well signed paths. Not many photos as the distance was mostly misty. Had lunch at a small village, and the mayor walked by, introduced himself and wished us bon appétit, and an elderly couple also talked to us and we had quite a conversation. They lived in a nearby village that we had to walk through and asked us to have coffee there with them, so nice, but we said we needed to walk on to Limoges. We were joined there by a Dutch woman who we had met last night. In fact we met a few people last night for a drink before dinner. We had run into Leon, the lone German, and arranged to meet him, and then other odd walkers arrived - it was probably the only bar open - and we had quite a social time. Anyway, we saw the Dutch woman on and off today as we found our way into the city.

      It was a lovely entry, after negotiating the outer suburbs and industrial area, over an old bridge over the Vienne which runs through the city, and leads straight up to the cathedral. Our accommodation is just near the bridge and cathedral, and we have a fabulous room - light, airy and colourful. The husband is an artist and there are artworks around done by him. A great place to be for 2 nights. Our hostess has taken a big bag of washing for us and things are good. Except since arriving it has been really raining. Not the odd drops we had while walking. So we went out for a small explore, went into the magnificent St Étienne cathedral where we lit a candle for Ira, and had a drink, but it wasn’t weather for enjoying a walk of discovery, so we came back to relax and will do our exploring tomorrow. Our hostess booked us into the Crêperie near the cathedral for dinner (we fend for ourselves here, but she recommended it).
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    • Day 53

      Quiet day in Limoges

      September 20, 2021 in France ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

      Started with a good breakfast at our interesting guest house. Two other couples - from Belgium and England. There are 3 guest rooms in this house, which now that we have studied it from various angles, is quite weird architecturally…the original old house has been added on, with an upstairs wooden structure where the rooms are, but nothing looking quite straight - rather like an illustration in a children’s book! (Not sure that it would pass council regulations in Oz!). But we think it’s probably a work of our hostess’s artist husband. When we first arrived yesterday she said something about he had “quitté” and we weren’t sure if he had left her, or died…or what details we may have missed. But his work is everywhere and I googled him and found that he was quite a well known artist and ceramicist and indeed did die fairly recently aged 74 (she is quite a lot younger I think), and she was his “last” wife, and he has 5 daughters and 2 sons, so maybe a couple of marriages before? So now we know the background - the article I read was in French and only got the basic facts.

      So after breakfast we set off exploring, with umbrellas, but it never rained, just cloudy, so hope it holds off tomorrow…it was meant to rain today, and clear up Tuesday. We walked along the river, under the new big bridge with roads, to another old stone bridge. Very pretty. Then walked into the old centre, wanted to go to the markets but of course closed Monday, so we went to a Carrefour to get supplies for lunch tomorrow…important as not all small towns have a supérette. Next we went to the Resistance Museum which was interesting and well presented. And after that we walked to the Art Deco railway station and rather hoped that there’d be a cafe there to snack for lunch, but nothing - only food out of machines.

      So we searched for a patisserie, or cafe and had trouble finding any…when you don’t need anything you seem to pass them all the time. Finally had success and found a restaurant, not too formal, that did lunch, and let us have just one course of their menu, very friendly waiter, and a perfect solution. We knew we were getting veal in some form, and it turned out to be slices of meat on a circle of mash with a yum gravy!

      This afternoon we went to the porcelain museum which was interesting with all the old equipment they used to use, and photos, and it is attached to a huge shop with plates, tea sets, everything you could imagine that you could buy. Sadly a Limoges tea set is not compatible with our walking programme, so we weren’t tempted!

      Now about to go for dinner, but just light having had our veal and mash at a late lunchtime…
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    • Day 170

      Limoges and off to Lyon tomorrow

      February 20, 2017 in France ⋅ 🌫 8 °C

      Misty morning do a great day to head to the Museum of Resistance. I don't know much about French history except for Normandy so it was a great way to learn their role in WW2. France like Slovakia was inundated with lots of propaganda but France had more of a resistance movement against the government who was siding with the Nazis and a big underground movement. The resistance broke down telecommunications, smuggled and sheltered Jews and bombed nazi establishments. There were a lot of women involved in the movement acting as spies. After liberation the government became communist. The streets names here in France are dedicated to the people of the resistance. I went to visit the gothic seven story St. Etienne church after and it was bitter cold in there. I could actually see my breath. No going to sleep in mass at that church. Booked another blablacar ride for tomorrow with a young student named Louise. She speaks a bit of English so it should be alright. Heading to Lyon and it will be nice to see the countryside.Read more

    • Day 169

      Limoges

      February 19, 2017 in France ⋅ 🌙 7 °C

      Caught a blablacar ride this morning with Stephanie and two other girls to Limoges. The ride went quick and I got to see the beautiful country side. It's a nice way to travel. Stephanie spoke French so fast I could only get every fourth word but managed to parlez with her and the other girls. I really had to pay attention and by the time my trip was done my brains were a bit scrambled. I looked around the city for 4 hours and think I've seen everything. It has a really weird vibe here. It is again Sunday and everything is closed including the food stores. Always have to make sure I get groceries for Saturday shopping. Saw the lovely gardens and the city has at least 7 bridges I passed today along the river walk. The Pont de Etienne us where the local women used to wash the linens if the bourgeoisie women until the mid 19th century. Limoges is also world renowned for their porcelain and design. I saw some beautiful pieces in the shop windows today.Read more

    • Day 168

      La Rochelle-day 2

      February 18, 2017 in France ⋅ ☀️ 12 °C

      Another stellar day in La Rochelle! Corinne gave me the address to her aunt and uncles place to go and say hello. I walked the beautiful park where they had a small zoo and then the beach. I arrived at the Villa Marcotte where Corinne's family lives and rang the bell. With my best French I introduced myself to Michel and told him I came by to say hello and take a couple of photos for Corinne. He said Brigitte was not home and so I shook his hand and left. Went to the beach and enjoyed the sunshine and found a fossilized rock. Found a couple of nice shells to take with me. Walked through town in search of new shoes and found a place with great sales. Bought myself a new pair of fancy running shoes with memory foam for €23.60 (60% discount). Bought myself some duck pate and beautiful baguette made from corn a beer and had my lunch back at the room. Heading to Limoges tomorrow and the bus and train schedules were crazy long and more than I wanted to pay. I booked myself into a blablacar ride, which here in Europe is great because it is private car rides for cheap and then you get to see the countryside. I have a direct trip of 3 hours booked for €17 euros. Christy and I used this from Italy to Budapest for €15 each and it was a 5.5 hour drive. Great optional way to get around!Read more

    • Day 1

      Limoges France

      September 2, 2017 in France ⋅ ⛅ 14 °C

      Hello Family & Friends!!

      It is already 3 weeks ago that we shared our beautiful Kulia wedding day with all of you! We can look back to such an incredible weekend with great company, tasty champagne, fine food and wines!! Thanks again for celebrating with us.

      Here you can follow us on our honeymoon. Once in a while we will post something to give you an idea where in Japan we will be, which adventures we are getting ourselves into and how we indulge ourselves into the Japanese foodculture!

      Arigato & Mata aimashou!!
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    • Day 11

      Morning in Limoges

      October 1, 2023 in France ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

      Gorgeous town, great market!

    • Day 15

      Südfrankreich

      May 5, 2019 in France ⋅ 6 °C

      Trip-5, Tag-15, WT 12:
      Les Billanges, Église de la Nativité de Saint-Jean-Baptiste - Limoges, 32,7 km, H490, A590, reine Gehzeit 6:42, Sonntag, 5.5.2019

      Gestiefelt und gespornt saßen wir ein letztes Mal an der Frühstückstafel in der schönen Ebbaye. Marion gut erholt und voller Tatendrang ich erschöpft und nur noch an den freien Tag, morgen in Limoges, denkend, Limoges, endlich!

      Noch einmal dreiunddreißig Kilometer, und dann nur noch abhängen, morgen den ganzen Tag, was für eine Verheißung.
      Die anderen von Frühstückstisch teilten noch einmal ihr Mitleid mit uns armen Fußgängern, dann standen wir wieder auf der Straße, voller Wehmut diesen besonderen Ort nach so kurzer Zeit schon wieder verlassen zu müssen. Aber wir kommen wieder, ganz bestimmt.

      Langsam schlichen wir uns auf der „Route d'Entrecolles“ in Richtung Süden aus dem kleinen Ort.
      Gleich am Ortsausgang entdeckten wir das Symbol eines Jakobsweges, wir befinden uns zufällig auf dem „Saint Jacques du Limousin-Périgord“, einem Abschnitt der „Via Lemovicensis“ und einer der vier Haupt-Jakobswege in Frankreich. Er führt über neunhundert Kilometer von Vézelay nach „Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port“ an der spanischen Grenze in den Pyrenäen und ist ein Zubringer zum „Camino Francés“. Es ist der Jakobsweg in Spanien nach „Santiago de Compostela“, den jeder kennt.

      Obwohl der Via Lemovicensis einer der Hauptzubringer-Pilgerpfade zum Camino Francés ist, sieht man hier kaum bis gar keine Pilger. Fast alle starten ihren Weg nach Santiago erst in an seinem Ende, in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port.
      Die neunhundert Kilometer von Vézelay bis hierher haben wir auf eigenen Wegen zurückgelegt, umso überraschter waren wir, dass uns unsere Navigation zufälliger Weise nun ebenfalls auf die Via Lemovicensis geführt hat.
      Lange wird das Vergnügen aber wohl nicht währen. Unser Plan ist es Santiago über den spanischen, achthundertachtzig Kilometer langen „Camino del Norte“ zu er erwandern. Er beginnt im Baskenland, in „Irun“ am Atlantik, gleich hinter der französischen Grenze, also weiter im Norden. Nur sechs Prozent aller Pilger wählen diesen deutlich anstrengenderen- aber vermutlich schöneren Küstenweg nach Santiago. Insofern werden wir die Via Lemovicensis irgendwo hinter Limoges wieder in Richtung Bordeaux auf eigenen Wegen verlassen.

      Von Regen scheinen wir heute verschon zu werden, der weißblaue Himmel macht Hoffnung. Nach einem halben Kilometer erwartete uns links ein Forstweg, er wolle uns die kommenden drei Kilometer seine romantische Heimat zeigen, hat sich gelohnt.
      Kurz vor „Saint-Laurent-les-Églises“ und seinen achthundertachtzig Franzosen trennten sich jedoch unsere Wege.
      Wir folgen nun der „Route de Lascaux“ und danach der „Route de Bussin“, kleine, unbefahrene Straßen, eingebettet in vielversprechende Natur.

      Nach den ersten sieben Kilometern erwartete uns Stolz nun ein zwei Kilometer langer Single Trail, er lud uns ebenfalls ein seine wildromantische Heimat kennen zu lernen, auch er hielt was er versprach.

      Mit dem zwölften Tageskilometer liefen wir in „La Maisonette“ ein. Einige versprengte Häuser und Bauernhöfe boten visuelle Abwechslung, es gab einiges zu glotzen, alles nicht der Rede wert, Kleinigkeiten, aber eben doch eine willkommene Abwechslung.

      Die heutige Tour führt uns durch drei Täler. In ein jedes sind einhundert Meter abzusteigen, um kurz danach wieder auf dieselbe Höhe hinaufzukriechen, zwei davon hatten wir bereits hinter uns und unser Akku damit bereits deutlich schwächer.

      Bei den nächsten vier Kilometer bis „Le Buisson und seinen 1.943 Einwohnern durchwanderten wir eine nicht alltägliche, liebliche Auenlandschaft in grandioser Natur und folgten weiter der „Route de Puy Neige“ (D207).

      Mit dem vierzehnten Kilometer hatten wir endlich auch das Dritte- und letzte Tal abgehakt. Ab jetzt sollte es eigentlich entspannter für uns weiter gehen, aber die drei Täler hinterließen bereits deutliche Spuren bei unserer Kondition.

      Für diejenigen unter den Lesern, die es noch genauer wollen, wir befinden uns mittlerweile im „Département Dordogne“ in der Region „Nouvelle-Aquitaine“.

      Ab den zweiundzwanzigsten Kilometer ging es dann wohltuend abwärts zum Tal des Flusses „La Vienne“ an dem auch „Limoges“ und seine Sage und Schreibe 133.000 Einwohner ihre Heimat gefunden haben. Es viel uns nach so viel Einsamkeit schwer uns eine solche Massen an Menschen auf einem einzigen Haufen vorzustellen.

      Der Wald gab den schönen Blick über das Tal und seinen Fluss frei. An den abfallenden Hängen klebten bereits die ersten Häuser der 6.038 Einwohner von „Le Palais-sur-Vienne“, bereits ein Vorort von Limoges. Wie gesagt, derart „große“ Ortschaften waren wir nicht mehr gewöhnt, und deren Straßenverkehr schon gar nicht.

      Die Einfamilienhäuser und Villen zogen sich weiter der Straße entlang. Bei genauerem Hinsehen auf die Häuser und Gärten hatte sich jedoch etwas verändert. Erst allmählich wurde uns klar, dass es die Architektur der Häuser war, die sich hier schlagartig und grundlegend verändert hat, quasi von einem Meter zum Anderen. Der bisherige, französische Landhausstiel wich einer nun durchgehend mediterranen Bauweise, eine komplett andere Architektur als ein paar Kilometer zuvor, bemerkenswert.
      Wir waren plötzlich in Südfrankreich.
      Aber auch die Palmen, und die mediterranen Pflanzen in den Gärten legten unmissverständlich ein südliches Zeugnis ab, wir konnten uns vor Begeisterung gar nicht mehr einkriegen. Nie hätten wir diesen solchen Wechsel derart intensiv aus dem Auto mitbekommen.

      Unsere Augen lechzten nach dieser willkommenen Abwechslung, hier war es plötzlich wärmer und mediterran gefällig, es war herrlich.

      Mit dem fünfundzwanzigsten Kilometer, unten am Fluss angekommen, standen wir auf der Brücke über die „La Vienne“. In der Ferne sahen wir bereits den gewaltigen Turm der „Kathedrale Saint-Étienne“ wie eine Nadel, hoch über Limoges, aufragen.

      Um den vermeintlichen Straßenverkehr nach Limoges zu entgehen, beschlossen wir auf der anderen-, gegenüberliegenden Uferseite, die verbleibenden acht Kilometer zur Stadt zu gehen, eine gute Wahl, hier gab es keine Autos.
      Der schöne Weg, eingebettet in eine gefällige Auenlandschaft, war zufällig auch wieder ein Teil der Via Lemovicensis. Im Boden eingelassene Jakobsmuscheln aus Messing legten Zeugnis ab.

      Mittlerweile waren wir mit unseren Kräften endgültig am Ende. Wir schleppten uns eigentlich nur noch und konnten es kaum erwarten unsere gestressten Muskeln und Knochen endlich im „Appart-Hotel Villa Beaupe“ aufs vermeintlich weiche französische Bett zu schmeißen.

      Einzig das bunte Treiben am Flussufer riss uns aus der Lethargie der Schrittfolge und lenkte uns willkommen ab. Hier grillten Familien, angelten deren Väter oder joggten die Söhne und Töchter, ja, es gab viel zu entdecken.

      Mit dem einunddreißigsten Kilometer standen wir wieder auf einer uralten Steinbrücke über der La Vienne, diesmal unmittelbar vor Stadt, die sich nun mächtig auf einem Hügel, gemeinsam mit der Kathedrale thronend, eindrucksvoll vor uns aufbaute. Die Erkenntnis, dass es zum Hotel nur diesen einen Weg über den Hügel mit der Kathedrale gab, wirkte ernüchternd, unsere Beine waren mittlerweile kraftlos.

      Mühsam schleppten wir uns die nicht enden wollende Steigung hinauf zum Berg, eigentlich ein Witz, nicht aber nach gut dreißig Kilometern und schon gar nicht nach einhundertzwanzig Kilometern in den letzten vier Tagen.

      Es dauerte etwas, bis wir die Villa Beaupe gefunden haben, sie lag etwas zurück versetzt in einem Hinterhof an einer gut befahrenen Straße. Vom Verkehrslärm waren wir völlig entwöhnt, hier würden wir das leider nachholen.

      Die Villa in weiß war top restauriert und unsere Ferienwohnung modern und komplett ausgestattet, nur eben etwas laut von der Straße her.

      Das französische Bett aber hielt was es versprach, es war kuschelweich.

      Morgen haben wir Urlaub. Man mag sich gar nicht vorstellen wie man sich auf einen einzigen Tag derart freuen kann.
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    You might also know this place by the following names:

    Limoges, ليموج, Лимож, Lemojez, Llemotges, Λιμόζ, لیموژ, Limog·es, लिमोज, Augustoritum, Lemòtges, Лімож

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