Just a few minutes past Albi is a small town called Cordes-sur-Ciel, a darling town on the top of a hill. It looks impressive from a distance, and, as we found out, even better when you pass it up and look back upon it. This town came complete with 8ft wide, two lane roads at about 15% grade incline.
Like most of these towns, visitors are encouraged to park just outside the main part and walk into town. These streets are steep enough to make this walk a bit huffy, and, like I mentioned for Albi, it was roaring hot. But the walk was worth it, as you get an eagle eye's view of the surrounding countryside at the top of the town, peering over vineyards and mountains.
This town has a Medieval festival each year on the day after we arrive. I think we were there the day before Bastille Day, so it made sense. They all dress up in medieval costume, even renting costumes to visitors and tourists, and all speak in langue d'oc and just generally cavort. They were setting up for it when we passed through. Shaw and I went to a wine store and had a bit of a taste of some typical area wines. They tend to be soft, but pleasant, and we liked enough to buy one and drank it that night for dinner (plus some food).
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