10/16
We woke up in Libourne today. Libourne is an old mill town, quite small and picturesque in the St. Emilion appellation.
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| Our ship with Libourne in the background |
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| Town Hall |
After breakfast we walked into the town to meet our guide who showed us around the small town and took us to the town hall where there is a tiny single floor museum with significant art works of European artists including a Rodin sculpture and a work by someone of the Caravaggio school.
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| Rodin being admired by who knows |
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| Looks like Caravaggio but not |
As interesting as the art were the cornices in the stairwell which had really interesting gargoyles on them.
Sadly, one of the people on the cruise, a 99 year old man, fell in the town hall and was taken to a hospital. Fortunately, he had no serious injuries but need some stitches in his scalp and bandages on his knees. He was back on the ship the next day joking about the incident and making light of his injuries.
After lunch we went by bus to St. Emilion passing miles and miles of flat vineyards and the chateaus of all the big names: Petrus, Pomerol, Cheval Blanc and many, many more.
At St. Emilion, we had a tour followed by free time.
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| Overview of St Emilion from above |
We heard the story of the saint who, during the revolution, was taking bread to the poor and hungry, He was stopped by the guards who would have arrested him for providing food but he changed the bread into wood and was allowed to pass unmolested.
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| Old town wall |
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| Church |
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| Courtyard of monastery |
Once on our own, we meandered the pretty little town looking at the zillions of wine stores with windows showing incredibly expensive St. Emilion Bordeax wines.
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| Might have to zoom to see these prices |
There is a special type of macaron made only in St. Emilion that I had to try so I bought some to share with our little group. These are different than the typical French macaron. They are one layer and very almond-y and delicious!
Dick and I, Patty and Ira went to an old monastery which is now a gift shop that also sells cremant (sparkling wine) to be drunk in their garden.
We relaxed in the garden with our bottle of bubbly (18 Euros) and shortly after we sat down, Ted and Sandy and Lesley and Dave appeared with some extra glasses of cremant. We toasted our trip and ate the macarons (which were said to be just the thing to have with cremant.)
That night at dinner Ted bought a St. Emilion, Dick a St. Estephe and Dave an Haut Medoc to have with our usual delicious ship meal.
Sadly, one of the people on the cruise, a 99 year old man, fell in the town hall and was taken to a hospital. Fortunately, he had no serious injuries but need some stitches in his scalp and bandages on his knees. He was back on the ship the next day joking about the incident and making light of his injuries.
At St. Emilion, we had a tour followed by free time. 
Dick and I, Patty and Ira went to an old monastery which is now a gift shop that also sells cremant (sparkling wine) to be drunk in their garden. 
We relaxed in the garden with our bottle of bubbly (18 Euros) and shortly after we sat down, Ted and Sandy and Lesley and Dave appeared with some extra glasses of cremant. We toasted our trip and ate the macarons (which were said to be just the thing to have with cremant.)
That night at dinner Ted bought a St. Emilion, Dick a St. Estephe and Dave an Haut Medoc to have with our usual delicious ship meal.
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