Watching travel programmes sometimes brings out nostalgia...and reading travel guides too has the same effect. Suddenly, there's the need to reminisce about past experiences in foreign lands and in this case la France.
Flashback to the famous summer of 2006 where I did not return to Malaysia and decided to do a bit of French heartland vacationing at some relatives'. Jumilhac Le Grand is a small village in the middle of endless farmlands in the heart of Perigord Vert in Dordogne, the type of places where tourists do not frequent and life really takes on the pace of the famous French je ne sais pas quoi attitude. This is also one of the itineraries in the Richard the Lionheart trail and occitane is the local dialect...
Some link to old published stories... and some more
Flashback to the famous summer of 2006 where I did not return to Malaysia and decided to do a bit of French heartland vacationing at some relatives'. Jumilhac Le Grand is a small village in the middle of endless farmlands in the heart of Perigord Vert in Dordogne, the type of places where tourists do not frequent and life really takes on the pace of the famous French je ne sais pas quoi attitude. This is also one of the itineraries in the Richard the Lionheart trail and occitane is the local dialect...
Some link to old published stories... and some more
The road where the maison is... 
Summer wheat field with wild carrot flowers in the foreground. 
A section of uncultivated land with wild mustard flowering (yellow). The tiny packets at the background are haystacks made from cut wheat straw.
A haystack, like an image from Monet's paintings.
An abandoned pump...
Horses grazing in the enclosure of a stable that offers equestrian activities to both locals and tourists (also locals).
Marguerite daisies blooming like wild flowers...
The small town of St. Yriex-la-Perche not far away.
Nightfall at the village square on 14 juillet - Bastille Day.
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