Tuesday, March 19, 2013

In a Castle all alone

Today we traveled across the Rhone river to St. Andre Castle.  Back in the day, Avignon and the Palace of the Popes was in the country of Provence, and across the river was France.  St. Andre was built to fortify the French soil, and to keep an eye on Provence.  and the pope.

We had seen this massive castle when we were out and about last weekend.  It looks pretty daunting from the Avignon side of the river.

Little did we know how big this thing was!  We took city bus #5 across the river  Everyone is so nice to us, when we waited at the wrong bus stop a bus driver on a break told us where to wait.  The bus driver on our bus counted out the right change, and told us where to get off, a passenger overheard Jerry ask me how long the bus ticket was good for and answered.  And of course, our best friend in any city is the


they patiently answer all our dumb questions, in English, get us maps, schedules, etc.  

Any way, we took bus #5 and got off and wandered into another Tourist information station.  This man told us the only way to get to the castle was to walk.  "It is a little steep" he said.  HA!






It was about a 30 degree climb.  Up about 400 feet vertically.  Jerry made the comment that the amount of work is how far up and how much you weigh.  Thanks Jerry for reminding me.

But this place was amazing.  A real castle with turrets, and fortified walls and arrow slits and everything.  Here are just a few pictures.

This doesn't look steep, but it was


Inside the walls

Arrow slits from inside

Not much of a view

In side the walls looking up


Over my left shoulder in the distance is the Palace of the Popes Avignon.

OH OH....This looks like steps

Yup!  About 200 winding stone steps

View from the top of the turret





We felt real SAFE in the Castle.
potty (wonder where the stuff goes to)

Inside the walls, buildings, fruit trees gardens


walking on the ramparts




Bread oven

Ribbing on the ceiling

Fireplace for heat

Model of the inside


We were up there


This means steep walk---  Really?

It was fun, and we didn't have a heart attack, and I don't need to do it ever again.  We retraced our steps and took bus #5 back to the square.



Had some refreshment----olives are free, Bobbi

Then we decided to get a Donner Kebab.  Donners are all over Europe, they are sandwiches made of lettuce, tomatoes and sliced grilled meat on a pita, or nam bread.  Just fabulous!

This meat, cooked chicken and pork all together, rotates on the spit with an infrared broiler
behind it.  When it gets crispy this guy shaved it off with an electric saw.

Jerry finding the right change.  There are no bills, only coins, below 5 Euro, so you always
have a pocketful of change to get rid of.

Walked back to the apartment.  It is spring here.  Here is a reminder of what that looks like, for those of you still in snow.




We are off on Tuesday to the sea side.  I will write when we get back on Wednesday.  A bientot ma chere.






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