The Best Trip Ever

The worst day of the best trip ever was definitely the drive from Sarlat to Millau, and it definitely wasn't a really "bad" day, just long and tedious at times.

First we had to backtrack to Perigueux to pick up a new car from Europcar since the damage to the first one had messed up the passenger door so that it leaked air and rain. This wasn't a bad drive, but it did take up most of the morning.

Then Frank and I followed our usual practice of picking out what looked like an interesting and direct route on secondary roads rather than taking the autoroute. From Sarlat to Gourdon to Figeac to Rodez to Millau took us through some pretty countryside, but the rain was heavy at times, the roads were crowded with big trucks, and every town was a bottleneck that we inched through in a parade of big trucks.

The second day was much nicer, in spite of our worries about the forecast of bad thunderstorms and heavy downpours. We turned north a little bit and took a mountain road through the Parc National des Cevennes, then down through Ales, Uzes and Avignon. It drizzled most of the way, but the scenery was beautiful, the traffic was light, and we were in Provence in time for lunch at Uzes!