Top 10 reasons to be tempted by 1 logis in Domme
Breakfasts will be served every morning from 8:30 am to 10:00 am depending on the season, in the winter garden by the fireplace or in the interior garden. You will appreciate the different breads and croissants, real orange juice, seasonal fruit, delicious homemade jams, yogurt, cheese, local ham and egg.
The relaxing reading of a novel in the library of the house, the winter in front of a chimney where a flaming crackle, summer in the shade of the trees of the garden.
The moment of relaxation in the spa overflow after a day of visits.
The contemplation of a sunset over the valley and le château du Roy from the arbor of the garden
The leisure of strolling in the flowery streets of the medieval bastide of Domme.
The pleasure of going on foot to dine in one of the many restaurants of the bastide of Domme.
The hiking trails leave the village for a bucolic walk.
The natural beaches of the Dordogne river invite you to a refreshing swim.
The canoeing of the Dordogne with a breathtaking view of the villages and castles of Montfort in Beynac.
The discovery of the Périgord Noir, a region rich in numerous prehistoric sites:
Lascaux cave, Fon de Gaume, historical: Sarlat, Beynac, Castelnaud and natural: La Roque-Gageac, La Roque Saint-Christophe. We advise you to plan your visit to Lascaux IV: http://www.lascaux.fr/en
And of course Henry Miller
In 1939 Henry Miller wrote at the beginning of the « The Colossus of Maroussi“ about Dordogne:
"It was a stroke of genius on my part to make the tour of the Dordogne region before plunging into the bright and hoary world of Greece. Just to glimpse the black, mysterious river at Domme from the beautiful bluff at the edge of the town is something to be grateful for all one’s life. To me this river, this country, belong to the poet, Rainer Maria Rilke. It is not French, not Austrian, not European even: it is the country of enchantment which the poets have staked out and which they alone may lay claim to. It is the nearest thing to Paradise this side of Greece. Let us call it the Frenchman’s paradise, by way of making a concession. Actually it must have been a paradise for many thousands of years. I believe it must have been so for the Cro-Magnon man, despite the fossilized evidences of the great caves which point to a condition of life rather bewildering and terrifying. I believe that the Cro-Magnon man sett led here because he was extremely intelligent and had a highly developed sense of beauty. I believe that in him the religious sense was already highly developed and that it flourished here even if he lived like an animal in the depths of the caves. I believe that this great peaceful region of France will always be a sacred spot for man and that when the cities have killed off the poets this will be the refuge and the cradle of the poets to come. I repeat, it was most important for me to have seen the Dordogne: it gives me hope for the future of the race, for the future of the earth itself. France may one day exist no more, but the Dordogne will live on just as dreams live on and nourish the souls of men."