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... he died in September 1209 at the tender age of 24. Over the years the property has been handed to Kings of France and was set up as a strategic military fortress. By the 18th Century it was totally abandoned and was becoming a ruin with people taking whatever they could ie, stone, marble etc. In 1844 the State appointed architect Eugene Viollet-Le-Duc to oversee restoration work. He undertook a complete study of the fortifications and in 1853 the first part of the restoration ...
... the Bastide side. Much to Kate's pleasure we were able to visit two more churches including a climb of 213 stairs to the top of a very windy and cold bell tower of St Vincent Church for a panoramic view over the Bastide including the Medival City and its Chateau. This church has the largest naive in southern France and was built between 14th and 15th centuries. We then walked along the narrow streets through the ramparts that formed a protection border to enter ...
Another three hundred
mile day with some interesting bits of countryside. The journey was
marked by being caught in a major thunderstorm the like of which we
had never seen and we were only a mile and a half from the hotel.
Cars came to a halt on the motorway unable to clear their
windscreens. We were saturated within seconds and I was seriously
worried about how close the lightening bolts ...
... consists of a central six-bayed nave with an interrupted barrel vault and two narrow side-aisles rising to almost the same height and fully vaulted. The transverse arches of the barrel vaulting spring alternately from square columns surrounded by embedded columns and round pillars. The original Romanesque choir was replaced in the later 13th century by an imposing High Gothic structure. This is a large transept with a six-sided apse ...
... arrive shortly after seven, and wait for Tabitha. Welcome to small town France. An old **** box of a car clunks around a corner, horrible ear drum blasting, techno music blares out the back. A little dude wearing a big coat is accompanied by a girl with heels so high it makes my quads hurt to watch her. Old grannies miss gears, as they rev through the round-about.
As I wait for Tabitha I meet a man, Andy Darlington, who is also a WWOOF ...