Monday, July 18, 2016

Mon voyage. Jour numéro vingt-quatre. Saint-Émilion.

Today was even hotter than yesterday, almost too hot to walk around (nothing a little wine can't fix).
There were tuk tuks waiting at the train station which many of us took advantage of.

This is as close as foie gras is going to get to my cheese panini.

Oh no.  My favorite macarons place is a chain...  

I decided to go with another tour through the tourist office (taking advantage of this rarity, that tourist offices book tours, as well as the opportunity to visit a winery).

As a group of seven we got into a small van and drove to Chateau Haut Veyrac, another multi-generation family-owned winery.  


The tour was informative.  So far each wine tour I have done in France has been unique, focusing on different aspects of the wine making process, and adding to my appreciation of wine (which I didn't realize I needed).





Upon returning I braved the heat (I knew the wine would help) and saw more of the little town of Saint-Émilion.  Ursulines' Convent was established in 1630.  The nuns provided free education to poor girls.  Unfortunately they were not teaching the girls how to avoid the plague.  Their number of students went from 80 to 8 after the epidemic.  I guess that is one way to reduce class sizes. 

The view from Chateau du Roi (12th century) was worth the climb.  
The tower is the only part of the castle still standing.  



I had a cold, sparkling something at Cordeliers Cloister.  Before this trip I didn't know a cloister was such a common find, maybe because I didn't know what it was.

Now this cloister it is basically a bar, far from the monastery it once was.  But who knows, maybe the monks and nuns wouldn't mind so much.  The wine wouldn't be so abundant here without them.

I feel bad drinking wine for free and not buying a bottle of wine.  But it is there system, I am not going to go to France and tell them how to run their wineries... if they want to give away their wine, who am I to complain?  


Saint-Émilion is pretty amazing.  It would have been nice by bike but I think I have lucked out with the weather on my trip.

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Mon voyage. Jour numéro vingt-trois. Saint-Émilion.

I was planning on being in Saint-Émilion earlier but the trains don't run as frequently on Sundays so I decided to explore Bordeaux.  I had a few hours to kill and initially thought I would just walk, but it was almost 33°C, which doesn't sound hot but it is, so I rented a bike from Le vélo VCub, one of those self rental places.  This ended up being a huge hassle involving eventually going to the office of public transportation for help, but this is all part of travel, things don't always go to plan.  
Eventually I got a bike.

 And I had the cutest picnic lunch ever so things were looking up.



I didn't have a plan but it is hard to avoid La basilique Saint-Michel with its 114 meter tall bell tower.

After returning my bike, which was a very smooth process unlike the initial rental, I was in Saint-Émilion, and immediately impressed.  I wasn't sure what to expect. I am only here because the wine is world renown.  I had no idea that soon after getting dropped off by the tuk tuk (I decided to spend the 3 euro to be taken up the hill since it was so hot) I would be walking among thousand year old ruins, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised, this is Europe. 

Grandes Murailles (the Great Wall) is the only evidence remaining of a 12th century Dominican monastery.  

The town is named after Aemilianus who moved here in the 8th century trying to escape his fame as a monk who performs miracles.  But people followed him here, and the town grew, in population and in wealth. 

I don't agree with ABC.  
During lunch, I sat with an Australian couple who was on a tour.  They had mentioned that their tour group companions frustratingly say ABC when they walk into a church 'Another Bloody Church' but do not understand it.  Every church is distinct.  
Built in 1110, Bordeaux’s Archbishop Delegates lived in La collégiale Saint-Émilion to make sure that Saint-Émilion had a thriving religious life.



The tourist office is connected to the cloister behind the church. 





For 13 euro I booked the monolithic church tour with the tourist office.  Unfortunately you cannot take pictures inside so the one below comes from the Saint-Émilion office of tourism (I definitely intended to break the rules and take a picture but the opportunity never presented itself). 
The entire church was carved out of the ground (mono-one, lithic-stone) in the 12th century.  The church made money during the process, selling the stone as they went.  
It is so impressive.

 

This is the church behind me, part of the reasons that the supports inside the church are needed is because of the limestone bell tower which was erected on top.  Another factor is because limestone is porous and erodes with water (cenotes are made from limestone rock).


I decided to do something so touristy, I took a tourist train, which is just a vehicle that looks like a choo choo train.  For 8.5 euro it was a way to get into the vineyards, and a winery (without making an appointment since they are all reservation only).

Chateau Rochebelle is a 5th generation winery.  We were told this is rare as many wineries here are now owned by foreign investors.  It can be difficult to keep the wineries in the family as the inheritance tax is based on the value of the winery, increasing in tax the more successful the winery is, so many families are forced to sell.    
Chateau Rochebelle is considered a Grand Cru Classé.  The classification for wine here is different from Bourgogne, even though the 'grand cru' term is used.  Starting with the highest regarded wine; Premier Cru Classé A, Premier Cru Classé B, Grand Cru Classé and Grand Cru.  Chateau Rochebelle was recently redesignated as Grand Cru Classé, which they were very excited about.  The classifications are not only based on the quality of wine but also on the quality of the winery, the reputation on the market, regulations followed, efforts in promotion, the soil quality, and more.  There are only four chateaux (out of 800) that hold the Premier Cru Classé A title. All of these wines are red wines.  If a winery wants to make white wine (regardless if it is made in Saint-Émilion) they will have to be under the classification of 'Bordeaux wine' which is a lower quality wine.

The monolithic wine cellars keep a constant cool temperature, so there is less evaporation inside the barrels.  





I took a tuk tuk here and I missed the last one going to the train station.  After the train ride came to an end I asked the driver which direction the train station was (one of the few things in French I can actually say).  I really didn't want to wait the two hours until the next train.  After a little conversing, and doubt that I had time, he told me to get in and we were racing to the train station.  There was something funny about pushing the limits of this fake train, with the yellow lights flashing the fake smoke stack.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Mon voyage. Jour numéro vingt-deux. Le Marché de Sarlat.

I know I said that the market in Beaune is the biggest I have seen but now I am not sure.  The Saturday market in Sarlat is certainly comparable.  It is the main reason for my smallish detour to Sarlat-la-Caneda, that and the fact that I am on vacation.  I suppose I should add that I would have preferred to go to Rocamadour but without a car it really wasn't an option (or would have been too expensive for a solo traveler). 





Moie foie gras?  






Meat makes people so happy!
I probably looked like this when I bought my basket of strawberries...



Meet Violet, Nutella, Citron et Salted Caramel. 
It is really a shame that macarons have a shelf life of minutes.  
Honestly.

Yes, I don't eat meat, but I recognize that other people do.  
If they are interested in foie gras is it really a faux pas?