Leaving the elegance of Bordeaux behind, we set out on our road towards Cahors, winding through the heart of the French countryside. The heat is now truly upon us, the kind of warmth that slows everything down, making the vineyards shimmer under the sun.
Our journey takes us through small villages and stretches of open fields, where the pace of life seems timeless. We pause at Tournon-d’Agenais, a perched bastide town that feels like it’s guarding the Lot valley from above. Its medieval square, shaded by stone arcades, is the perfect spot for a cool drink. Sitting there, glass in hand, we watch as the cicadas hum and the afternoon drifts lazily by.
As the road continues eastward, the scenery shifts. Rolling hills grow steeper, the landscape greener, until finally the approach to Cahors reveals itself, a town wrapped in a bend of the River Lot. It’s famous for its Pont Valentré, a 14th-century fortified bridge, and for wines as dark and rich as the soil they come from.
By evening, with the sun setting low over the river, Cahors feels like the perfect reward for a summer’s drive through the south-west of France: history, beauty, and a glass of velvety Malbec to end the day.
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