

Rocamadour, France
We awoke to yet another rainy day but we were hopeful that with travelling South East to Rocamadour the weather would improve.
Having said our goodbyes to Jean Marc, Quitterie, Marie, Berthille, Adrienne and of course Nuk (their beautiful dog) and with promises to see Marie in a month in NZ and hopefully Jean Marc and Quitterie within the year, we were off.
We decided to take the quickest way to Rocamadour by the autoroute so Jonny could enjoy driving at 130km/...