It’s my last day in Uzerche, and my mom asked if I’d like to share a few thoughts on my time here before I head back to California.
Uzerche holds a special place in my heart. Besides being the place where my mom is now enjoying her retirement, it’s full of character and promises delightful views throughout the city.
I’m awestruck every time we get that first glimpse of the Vielle Ville (Old part of town) as we’re walking to the bakery or the bank or the house my mom’s renovating. The stone buildings are centuries old and project a sense of strength and beauty.
There are reminders everywhere of the history this place holds:
The plaque that marks the place named after Napoleon’s surgeon, Alexis Boyer who was born in Uzerche,
The memorial on the wall where a young man from the French Resistance was tortured by Germans near the end of WWII (His grave is one of the first you see as you enter the Saint Pierre Cemetery.)
The crypt below the church, dating back to the 11th century… And the list goes on.
Then there’s the natural beauty; La Vézère, the river that winds through the town has, in various places, mossy walls and tree covered paths that wind along with it. From its walking path near the old train station, you get a spectacular view of the Vielle Ville.
Between its nature and architecture, you could walk for hours enjoying every minute.
And the patisseries… let’s just say we saw the ladies in the pastry shop almost daily, and they waved to us as we walked by even when we weren’t stopping in for our much loved treats! Marie-Laure, the taxi driver waved a friendly hello when we saw her too. She’ll be taking me to the train station tomorrow morning, as I head to Paris for my flight home.
I’m truly sad to leave… my mom, the city, and the opportunity to speak as much French as I can possibly remember from college. But I’ll certainly be back!