Premiere Classe Carcassonne
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... ll stay another night, so that we can try to get a water filter in Beziers. No joy at the two truma agents. They don't use the kind of water filling systems in France, they just bung a hose pipe into a hole in the side. I will have to order from Amazon and get them sent. What is really sad is that loads of Plane trees are being cut down along the canal du midi. Apparently they have a disease and will be replanted, but cruising along the canal will now be in bright ...
... many thousands of people living within the walls and its so well maintained. It took a few hours to walk around this place and it was very much worth the visit. My pictures certainly don't do it justice, google it as they say :-)
I took it easy in the evening and the next morning did another session in the pool before setting off again, this time I would reach the coast :-D
So the carnival is over and we pack up and spend a night at Fanjeaux before journeying to the Weedons at Villemagne. A week of R&R with friends. A week spent visiting some new places and revisiting old ones - Castelnaudary, Carcassonne, Mazeres and Revel. Lunch in out of the way village bars and coffee in market squares. And of course the St Papoul ...
... for prayer, no tithing, and the only sacrament was baptism. They were also vegetarians (because they believed in reincarnation), had no problem with equality between the sexes, and thought that suicide and euthanasia were okay. All of this is obviously miles away from Christian teachings, and people started leaving the Church to follow the Cathar philosophy because they were tired of the priests not practicing what they preached.
Pope Innocent III was not happy. He was ...
... br> comfortable I have become on both the narrow, windy roads and the freeways,
with speed limits of 130 km/h. I would be lost if it weren’t for ‘Peggy’, our
GPS voice, who gets me through the small towns and ensures that I (usually)
take the proper exit on the many roundabouts. Tonight, we retired after a drink
/ popsicle on the esplanade to a few games of Skip-Bo and a cooler night’s