Just before the Cantal scenery became spectacular, and shops non existent, we stopped at a small supermarket for supplies. Our gite was in a glorious and very isolated spot with views across the snowy slopes. The weather started to break and heavy rain set in with storm force winds. We battened down the hatches and ate our simple lunch of various sausages and cheese and maybe a little wine...
No really, there was snow...well a bit...before the rain started. You can see it through the open door of our gite.
And then I got food poisoning...
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