I’m not even halfway up the steep principal street and already I’m gasping for air as I approach the center of Limeuil. Fortunately, there are plaques telling the story of the village’s history every few yards, so it’s easy enough to stop and read one to mask my lack of physical fitness.  I can’t remember an approach to a town’s center this physically demanding since my visits to the great fortress at Beynac, or the upper reaches of the castle keep at Commarque.  But already I can tell that this town is worth the effort. There are two very good reasons they ask all visitors to park at the bottom of this steep hill.  The first is practical:  Limeuil is […]