Wednesday, May 15, 2019

Legends and Cars of Carcassonne

Monday, May 6th, 2019

The winds had blown the clouds away and we woke to bluer than blue skies. Perfect for our planned outing to the medieval Cité of Carcassonne.

Carcassonne is a French fortified city in the Aude Department, Occitan Region.



As we left our village this morning, we had to yield way to this vintage automobile. 

We followed him all the way into Carcassonne. We headed to the parking lot and as we strolled into the Cité entrance there was the same Peugeot. More on that later. 




The Dame (La Dama Carcas) was waiting to greet us at the Narbonne Gate.

Laury suggested we take the tourist train ride around the property. 

And away we went ... we travelled between the inner and outer walls providing long views over the lower town, plus up close views of the castle. 





For those of you that want some history ... here is an excerpt from Wikipedia 

“Inhabited since the Neolithic period, Carcassonne is located in the Aude plain between historic trade routes, linking the Atlantic to the Mediterranean sea and the Massif Central to the Pyrénées. Its strategic importance was quickly recognized by the Romans, who occupied its hilltop until the demise of the Western Roman Empire. In the fifth century, it was taken over by the Visigoths, who founded the city. Its strategic location led successive rulers to expand its fortifications until the Treaty of the Pyrenees in 1659. Its citadel known as the Cité de Carcassonne, is a medieval fortress dating back to the Gallo-Roman period, and was restored by the theorist and architect Eugène Viollet-le-Duc in 1853. It was added to the UNESCO list of World Heritage Sites in 1997.[1] Consequently, Carcassonne relies heavily on tourism but also counts manufacturing and wine-making as some of its other key economic sectors.”

There is also a legend about Dame Carcas ... do you see the pig flying out the window in this postcard? 



Some info found on the internet ... FinestFrance.com 

According to the legend the Emperor Charlemagne sieged the city in the hands of the Saracens.

The Saracen King Ballak was killed and his wife Dame Carcas led the knights.

The siege lasted 5 years. Food was scarce. There was only a pork (pig) and a sack of wheat.

Dame Carcas had the idea of ​​stuffing the pork with wheat and throwing it out of the city. 
Charlemagne believed that the city still had provisions because they could sacrifice a pork fed with wheat. So he raised the siege.

Dame Carcas victorious rang all the bells of the city. One of Charlemagne's soldiers then told him 'Carcas sonne' ('Carcas rings').

That's how Carcassonne was baptized according to the legend.

We wandered thru the narrow cobble stoned lanes lined with the requisite tourist souvenir shoppes, selling everything from swords, knights in shining armour gear, anything and everything in “Violette”.




The weather cooperated and we found a sunny table in Place Marcou for some lunch. 

I think if Laury had seen these first, she would have opted for this carriage ride tour.


As we were leaving, we found that our vintage Peugeot friend was here for a car show.

 What more could Monsieur Honey ask for? 








Tuesday, May 14, 2019

A Windy Day in Lagrasse

Sunday, May 5th, 2019 

Yesterday’s road trip took us on winding roads in the Terroir Montagne d’Alaric (Alaric Mountain 🏔) .... I can’t win or should I say fight the heights, everywhere we go from Montlaur is either thru the Gorge or the Mountain! And you can see the weather is still a bit unstable ... hopefully the wind will blow all the dark clouds and cooler temperatures away for tomorrow! 



We arrived in Lagrasse with gale force winds. If we were sitting on an woven carpet, it could have been a “Magic Carpet Ride” and we may have avoided the winding mountain drive! 

We had a quick stroll around the village before settling on a café/ restaurant on the boulevard for our Sunday “déjeuner”! 

The Market Square ... where the weekly Saturday market is held. 


The taupe stone enhanced by the climbing roses and the pretty pottery plant holders.

The view of the abbey from across the river.

Ah the French blue ... also known as “Bugatti” or “Gitane” blue. 
Monsieur Honey just regaled me with a story about Ettore Bugatti  saying he used to carry a package of French cigarettes (Gitanes) to confirm the colour match to that of his race cars. 
Of course my Monsieur would know this as an avid Grand Prix/ Formula One fan! 


Here’s stock photos just to give you an idea! 


We believe this was the same place we visited for lunch in July 2014 on a rainy day ...


We enjoyed great company, delicious food and wine. The highlights of today’s menu were the starters (entrees) 

 “Salade Océane” seafood salad ... which had at least a pound of smoked salmon in it!
I would have been content with just this delish dish! 



Laury and Monsieur Honey chose the “Oeuf poché sur sa crème de cèpes et bolets” ... a  poached egg on a mushroom cream for their starters. 
The egg was poached to perfection and complimented by the mushroom sauce.
 At first my thoughts were what an unusual combination but then I thought of mushroom omelettes, sautéed mushrooms with fried eggs ... so not really that odd. 
Monsieur is already talking about deconstructing the mushroom sauce. 


We tried to wander a bit more after our Sunday lunch. 
The wind was still howling and gusting.
We came across people garbed in their winter coats with fur trimmed hoods up to protect themselves from the elements. 

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I saw this butcher shop and with a quick glance thought it could have been my Papa’s (GILBERT).
The name was only missing an “L”. 
What do you think brother and sister, can you see Dad running this shop many years ago? 




I couldn’t resist a closeup of the facad

Almond tree full of nuts! 

We made a slight detour as we entered the village of Montlaur in search of the donkeys and poppies.

I’m still on the hunt for my poppy field ...

 
Tomorrow  we’re off to the “Cité Médiéval de Carcassonne” with Laury! 






Wednesday, May 8, 2019

French Mountains and French Movies

Saturday, May 4th, 2019




Today we discovered another mountainous winding route as we drove in direction of Capendu to Olonzac. This massif peaks at 600 meters we reached about 400 meters, more than high enough for me.
No big plans just a little tour. 
The skies were broody all day.

We found fields of poppies ...



And an antique wagon ...


The rain arrived at the same time as we did in Olonzac.
We had a quick wander and then ducked into the Cafe de la Poste for some refreshments. 




We stopped by Sainte Helene to say “Bonjour” to Kay & Mark, unfortunately they weren’t home. We stayed in their apartment for a week in July 2014. 



A colourful garden border ...



We headed back to Montlaur. 
had stopped into the Boucherie to pick up the beef I had ordered yesterday and prepared a beef bourguignon for our dinner and we settled in for a marathon of movies filmed in France ... 
“Chocolat, Paris Can Wait & My Old Lady.”
We enjoyed our delicious traditional French dinner and of course French pastries for dessert. 

Just what we needed on a drizzly day in Montlaur!