Travel · Feature
A Week in the Dordogne, Slowly
Market mornings, river light and a farmhouse table for eight — a case for the unhurried family trip.
We rented the same stone farmhouse our friends had used the summer before, on the strength of one photograph of a walnut tree and a long table set for supper. It did not disappoint.
The rhythm of the week set itself: market in the morning, river in the afternoon, something slow-cooked by evening. The children learned to bargain for peaches in broken French. Nobody checked a phone before ten.
Travel, done this way, is less an itinerary than a loosening — of the schedule, and eventually of whatever you came carrying.