It was a rather short ride to Perpignan and our accommodation was more on the rustic side, but very clean and well cared for. The city was delightful for walking, once we found our way around. My favorites were the canal and the Castillet.
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| The Castillet - the entrance to the city through the old wall. The wall are brick, but there seems to be a pink light on them at night, gives it a sort of Disney look. |
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| Through the gate into the city |
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| View from the top (yes, I made it!) of the Castillet. Notice the Catalan flag proudly waving. A large segment of the Perpignan population is ethnic Catalan. They are only a few miles from Catalonia. |
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| The railing is very old and the walkway on the Castillet is only a couple feet wide. Yes, I held on to the stone wall for dear life. Did I mention that I'm afraid of heights? |
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| At first, I thought this said "Viva la republica, Catalan". But, now I see that first word is Tisca, which according to my translator makes the phrase, "The Republic is in charge, Catalan". Not sure who's side they are on. |
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| This is a public building used for weddings and museum exhibits. But, boy, is it gorgeous at night! |
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| The foundation inside the above public building |
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| Announcement on the window. Unfortunately, we arrived too late to see this exhibition. Steve was bummed. |
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| View from our back window |
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| View from our front window. Yes, many homes look very plain on the outside. But, the inside can be a whole other story. |
We left Perpignan and traveled to Avignon after a few days.
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