Never enough time

It's the Fourth of July and I am feeling very happy to be American today, still I am looking forward to our travels this week.

We only have four full days in Duras on this trip, which seems so short so we are trying to make the most of each day regardless of the (HOT) weather. 

Tuesday, our arrival day, will be provisioning, napping, then nice dinner out--likely at La Terrasse, my favorite local resto. Wednesday we have a morning meeting with our handyman Warren to discuss putting a second master suite in the attic, then our day is open for exploring--or not--depending on how hot it is. Wednesday night is live jazz at the Café de la Paix with a charcuterie and wine dinner on our own balcony. 

On Thursday, I would love to go to the outdoor market in Monpazier, which we have not visited in two years, but is one of the very best in the region. That evening is the Night Market--le marché du nocturne--in Duras. That means we bring an empty plate from home and our own silverware and go booth to booth to fill up our plates. The long rows of tables in the market square will be filled with locals sharing food, ideas and friendship. There will be a live music group and maybe people will even be inspired to dance.

A few months ago I struck up a friendship with an American woman, now living in France,  who is a retired journalist (like moi) from Reno, Nevada. She blogs on her French experiences in the neighboring town of Lauzun. I invited her and her husband to join us for dinner at the night market, with an aperitif before at our Clocktower Cottage. I'm still waiting to hear from Mimi and hope she'll be able to share in the fun with us.

Friday will be our working day. Shopping for things we need for the fall renters, making small repairs, etc. Then Saturday morning we leave. I can already sense my coming sadness that there is never enough time . . .