Creme de la Creme

Well, I thought Lacoste was breathtaking. It is or it was.

I traveled to an area of even higher elevation, to a hilltop town that was destroyed during the Religious Wars of the 16 & 17th centuries. It is destitute--nothing left but rocks and rubble--and an eerie emptiness. We hiked several miles, and kept climbing and climbing until we reached the highest peak possible--where I could see for miles out. It was incredible.

There were French tourists all over today, as it is a national holiday. Yes, another day off. They were out and about with their families, sight-seeing and picnicking.

I will post pictures tomorrow.

I have a great deal of sun on my face, exhaustion in my legs and feet and joy in my heart.
It really seems like it is wrong for school to be this much fun.

I am seeing the world. My voyage is opening doors in my mind and stretching me in every direction at once. This experience is sowing oh so many seeds in the soil of my soul--that will some day bear much fruit (I hope).