Day 3 took us out of Cassis again to the village of Les Baux. A medieval town and ruined castle.
Here is Jonas posing for the obligatory picture in stocks.
This picture does not do the castle justice (although this was the main part of it). It was really huge. It was built on top of, into, and out of the rocks.
A group of school children in costume. Sometimes I think European children must be a little complacent about the amazing opportunities Europe offers what with growing up with castles in their backyards. It does my heart good to see them learning about and appreciating their history like this.
The restaurant where we ate lunch.
I love this pic. I love the windows, but perhaps most of all, I love that there are no other tourists in my picture. :)
Amazing.
Yes, Mike bought the boys swords. What I love best about this pic is the people watching the father give his sons swords. The couple sitting down had been observing the boys while Mike went in to purchase the swords. The couple over Mike's shoulder seem amused also by the situation. We seem to receive amused smiles by folks who observe our young family fairly often.
What could be better than swords at a castle?
Mike and Judith.
Family pic at the end of walk down from the castle and through the town. With our swords.
At the entrance (upon leaving).
There was a wide open space on the cliffs behind the castle. There was a large area that was a sloping slab of rock. This slab was apparently used to facilitate the collection of rainwater. Brilliant!
It was so windy. The temperature wasn't too cold, but between the overcast skies, and the wind (especially on the unprotected cliffs) we were a little chilly. As you can see, we were not dressed for anything other than sunny and warm weather. June in southern France. Who knew?
Catapults. We saw a demonstration a little later. We also saw a pretty cool battering ram.
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