Hotel Féniers

Sitting here at the airport in Lisbon getting ready for a flight back to the States. Vacation is over. WAAAAAAH! It was such a good trip. And the last couple of days were pretty interesting. Got to spend several hours wandering around Bordeaux. It was nice, but I have to admit I’m scratching my head…

I think I am still in a food coma. We didn’t do much at all yesterday, but we did finally make it in to the restaurant across the street from us in Feniers. And OMG. It was one of the best French meals I have ever eaten. At 11:30 we parked in front of our…

We seem to finally be getting into a rhythm here.  I wake up a little earlier, Beth a little later and we spend most of the morning working, blogging and reading.  And the sun is out.  The SUN!  It is 7:30 am and I am sitting out on our front patio this morning, which has…

Yesterday was supposed to be the business day:  set up a bank account, buy some insurance, check out the local tennis club, meet the mayor…. but, you know, it’s France. Started off early working and blogging.  Drinking coffee and making sauteed veggies and jambon cru for breakfast.  And the sun came out for the first…

Sundays in the French countryside are dead zones.  You may find a bakery or a convenience store open, maybe even a cafe, but by noon everything is shut down and people are home enjoying time with family and friends.  Or sleeping. Or otherwise hiding from life because small French towns on Sunday afternoons are buzzing…

Feniers is in the heart of the Plateau de Millevaches, an upland area in the Limousin region (center) of France. It covers approximately 3,500 km² and crosses the boundaries of three French departements: the Corrèze, the Creuse and the Haute-Vienne. Apparently, Millevaches (which I had simply translated into 1,000 cows– which could also be true!) evolved…

Ok.  I’m stepping aside today for Beth who wanted to share her thoughts on the new house 🙂 ++++++++++++++++++ My thoughts about Feniers.   Many of you know that Brian was the first to see our maison in France when he took a flyer and came to this little town to see the house and…

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