Blogging as it should be done?

Since we're staying on a luxurious campsite (Camping Le Capeyrou, Beynac) with wifi on tap, we can tell it as it happens.  Tomorrow we head back to the kiwi farm, where there's no wifi on tap (or even a tap) so we may go quiet again for a while.  The staff at Le Capeyrou have spent today cleaning the furniture on the terrace, ready to pack up for the winter, they close tomorrow.  Finding campsites is going to become more and more difficult.

We woke today to chilly mist, which was gradually burnt off by the sun, the temperature rising rapidly until Scooby was sitting melting in a sunbeam, his favourite thing.  The castle on the crag overlooking the site suddenly appeared in the middle of the sky, very dramatically.  I'm not used to my horizons being that far above me.

We drove into Sarlat for market day.  It is a fabulous old mediaeval city and a fabulous market, with lots of Perigord duck and goose products, truffles and walnuts, but also proper gnarly vegetables and good fish.  We bought a chunk of pumpkin and some other veg, then miscalculated and spent a fortune on a block of cheese.  Half the voices in the market were English or American, this region is something of a theme park.

Caught up on chores, did some washing, took advantage of the wifi to do some emailing, some administration and finally submit my tax return.  Unfortunately, the day we have wifi is the day when the least interesting stuff happens!