Having to get up at 2:30 in order to get to Liverpool airport is always a pain in every sense of the word. However we always know that the flight will be on time when we arrive at Bergerac airport, not this time. Due to our early rise I had fallen asleep on the airplane, when I woke up and looked out of the window I soon realised that we were not going in the correct direction, in fact we were going in a circle. I think that you could call it a mild panic set in at this point, while I thought through all of the different scenarios that would explain why we were circling. This completed I thought it best to point this conundrum out to my husband who was acting rather calmly in such a stressful situation. Of course he said “I know, we have been circling Bergerac airport for the last twenty minutes”. Another slight panic set in, why? And do we have enough fuel, did spring to mind. As it transpired we could not land due to low cloud, mist on the runway and that we were now about thirty minutes late, at this point the captain informed us that we had to fly to Limoges where coaches would pick up all of the passages and transfer them to Bergerac. Which it did, panic over with we were safe but late. We thought our son would be worried, we normally text him to say that we have landed; no text would caused alarm bells to ring… it did… he looked on the flight companies website and knew the situation before us.
Our very late arrival meant that we could not buy essentials because the shops would be closed for two, three or four hours so a lunch break in Bergerac was called for.
Bergerac, a name which is associated with Cyrano, the poet cavalier with the big nose, but he never actually came from Bergerac or in fact visited the town where swans swim in the Dordogne River near the banks of the little port, where you can hire a gabare-a traditional flat bottom boat for a trip along the river. The town took off with the construction of a bridge in the 12th century, at that time it was the only bridge on the Dordogne. Therefore, trade grew in tobacco and wine.
Overlooking the river is the Maison des Vins, housed in the former Cloitre des Recollets, where you can buy a bottle or two of wine. Nearby is the Maison Peyrarede which houses a tobacco museum.
Although Bergerac occupies both banks of the Dordogne, all the interesting points for visitors are concentrated in the pedestrian zone on the North Bank, where restoration work has uncovered a handsome set of buildings from the 14th to the 15th century.
There are numerous cafes and bars in Bergerac where you can sit and watch the world go by. This statue was erected in 1977, however I think that a better statue is further up the hill in Place Pelissiere, next to Saint Jacques church.
Cyrano owes his appearance here to Edmond Rostands successful play Cyrano de Bergerac (1897). Rostand based his character on the real Savien Cyrano (1619-55), born in Paris he was a swashbuckling extrovert and poet, who was appointed as a musketeer.
This was taken from a street just around the corner from the above statue where there are very interesting cafes, and shops.