Seen in Niort

I really enjoyed the few hours we spent wandering around in old Niort. As the Michelin green guide says, « Niort dégage une impression de prospérité et de quiétude bourgeoises qui n'est pas sans charme ». The day we were there, there weren't many people out, and there was little or no activity at the big market hall near the old castle. Walt walked around with Tasha on her leash and I walked around being a shutterbug. The few people we saw paid us no mind. There was no car traffic on the town's narrow, winding streets. It was the last day of our week-long trip to the Atlantic coast, and it was relaxing. The following day would be the long drive-day to get back to Saint-Aignan.


We had finally seen La Rochelle and its Vieux Port (after an earlier failed attempt). We had finally spent a few hours on the Île de Noirmoutier (but we had skipped the Île de Ré). We had enjoyed eating seafood and local brioche and préfou breads. Tasha had been well-behaved. The weather had been very good for October. And we had enjoyed driving around and taking photos in the region's Marais Poitevin and long walks along the Vendée river near our gîte — more about all that tomorrow...