Climbing on Castles

A couple of weeks ago a few friends and I were taken to see the oldest castle in this region of France. It was built sometime in the Middle Ages. I don't remember what it is called, but Richard the Lionheart made his home there for awhile.

The castle is in ruins now, but it was originally build as a fortress. Notice the different sizes of windows. The small ones are the originals. The larger ones would have been cut in during the renaissance when it became fashionable to live in a castle and outdated to have fortresses.

Sitting on the wall by the front gate

The interior is closed to visitors. At the back, there is a break in the back wall and a small cage to stand in on the edge so as to look down into the ruins. We didn't stay in the cage.

Standing on a castle.

The room below me. It was a long way down.

Another room of the castle

Sitting on a wall

Mary was braver than me and climbed up the opposite wall. She is a little bit crazy.

I have lots more pictures of the castle, maybe I should have made this an album on facebook. I'll end with those.

I kept thinking about the hundreds of people who had lived in that place and what life would have been like for them. I'm surrounded by lots of history here in France, and much of the stories have been forgotten. I enjoyed seeing this place.