This medieval French village sits above the Dordogne River in south-central France. There is a hotel there and a little park.
In the mornings, the mist rises off the river and makes itself known 900 feet above. On market day, they set up here early, and as the mist clears, a foie gras stand is seen along with tables belonging to fresh food merchants selling sausage, vegetables, bread and fish.
During the Hundred Years War, the English owned this spot for awhile. Luckily the French got it back—the food’s better. But Monty Python is funnier.