CARCASSONNE: Our neighborhood Castle

We stepped back in time as we visited Carcassonne. Part of the wall was built in the Roman era, and other additions and renovations came later.

Carcassonne is actually about an hour away from where we live, but I consider it "in the neighborhood."

The church within Carcassonne City. We heard another organist there. I am thoroughly enjoying all of the good organists in France.

Madame Carcas: The story is told is that during a seige, she fed the last of the food to a pig to fatten him up. The people then threw the pig over the wall. The invading army decided the seige was not working and gave up. The city became Carcassonne in her honor.

There were no guard-rails and some pretty step drops. The signs said something about entering at your own risk. Beautiful, but a little scary.

We stopped for a little afternoon refreshment. The Coke bottles have individual names on them, but I haven't seen Marci or Eric yet.

A view through the roof of the train that took us around the outside of Carcassonne.

We exited through one of the gates of Carcassonne and said goodbye to the city for now. I'm sure we will be back.