Can you see that stairway in the bottom left corner of the photo?
Here's a close up ...
and here's Edith climbing it!
I opted not to go, mainly because I suffer from a bit of vertigo. I know that sounds funny from someone who spent so many years flying in helicopters. Once I'm up, I'm okay. It's the climbing up and looking down over the edge that gives me shivers and makes my stomach feel funny.
Triumphant at the top!
Edith crossed the promontory on the narrow walkway to the other tower and said the view was splendid. I'm always impressed with the laissez-faire attitude of the French; the only safety precaution anywhere was a sign that read "unaccompanied children not allowed." Ya think?!?
And just how did the builders of this spectacular place haul the stones and other things up there to construct these towers? They had to have carried everything on their backs.
Looking back up at the tower.
The path continued down deeper into the gorge where we found the ruins of a large 13th century church
Of all the ruined medieval buildings we saw, I was most fascinated by this one...a hospital of 4 floors built during the Hundred Year's Was to serve 'the sick, the poor, and pilgrims.'
First mentioned in the 9th century, the village (then called by its Latin name Petrucia) was home to 40 noble families and by the 13th century boasted of 700 houses, some of which can still be seen in the ruins. The climb back up to the village was hot and long and sweaty, but the 'site medieval' was worth the effort. We decided that it really deserved more than one star. Who do I write at Michelin to make that happen?