Today we ventured out to Conques and Rocamadour, two towns that were main religious spots for pilgrims in the Middle Ages. We had a wonderful bus driver, Vincent, pronounced "Vanh-sahn." I still don't understand how he managed to maneuver that tour bus around those tiny, windy, French country roads. He had to toot his horn for every single turn we made where he couldn't see the oncoming traffic--which was approximately every 5-10 minutes. It was hard to sleep for the eight hours we were on the bus, to say the least. However, I was quite impressed with his driving skills but I guess you have to be used to it if you live there and your career is driving a tour bus. : )
Anyways, the towns were beautiful, as they always are around here. We saw some churches and relics and plenty of glorious medieval fortifications.