Something Old, Something New, Nothing Borrowed, Something Blue

What a lovely and relaxing day. That worked out well that you bought the train tickets at the window.

Oh my about Graham almost getting a shower! You'd think people would look before dumping their buckets...

The cathedral looked well worth the difficult time finding it.
 
Day 5

We were in no particular rush this morning. We got up at 8:30 and got ready. We then headed down to breakfast. We both had coffee and orange juice. The coffee was too bitter for my taste and this was the last time I had coffee until we got to Barcelona. Graham had a couple of apples, yoghurt, a croissant and some baguette with cold cuts and cheese. I went with fruit cocktail, rice cakes with salami and cheese, Pain au Chocolat and a chocolate chip cake.
I really really love chocolate and almond croissants, and it has been ages since I have had a real one, most places around here sell Pain au Chocolat in its place.

When we got to the station, there were multiple ticket machines for different train operators and I was not entirely sure what kind of ticket we would need. So we decided to try our luck at the ticket office. I had remembered how to buy two return tickets in French and felt rather smug. Of course, we got as far as "Bon Jour" and the person behind the counter addressed us in fluent English. In the end this turned out to be a blessing. We found out that the trains on this route are long distance trains that require a reservation. I would not have fancied navigating this in French. It also turned out that first class was only a couple of Euros more expensive each way so we decided to treat ourselves.
I was thinking of making the reservations ahead of time when i purchase my tickets, but I did notice they are non transferable or refundable, so if we miss a train we are out of luck. Do you think you are better off walking up and buying them?


Our train was a little late so we had plenty of time to find the right boarding area. That is one thing that really impressed me in France. Every station that we visited had a display that showed the location of the coaches. So all you have to do is go up to the corresponding letter on the platform. Our train arrived soon afterwards. We were upstairs this time round and realised properly how much of a pain it would have been to be upstairs with our luggage. We ended up having the whole coach to ourselves.
oh! I am glad to hear that they have everything marked so well.


The train journey from Narbonne to Perpignan takes 30 minutes and is very scenic. We went through countless vineyards and through a nature reserve. We had loosely planned to spend half a day at Port La Nouvelle. They have all kinds of interesting birds there including flamingos. However, about half of the train journey that day was taken up by crossing the nature reserve. We also saw the local station and it looked it was a long way out from where we would need to be. So we dropped that idea. Graham did see a flamingo from the train, but it was way too far out for me to see. Once we had cleared Port La Nouvelle, we were treated to a mixture of more vineyards, the Mediterranean Sea and some mountains in the distance that still were covered with snow. I could not take my eyes of it.
the scenery does sound very pretty and inspiring, it might make thirsty going thru those vineyards.

Soon we arrived at Perpignan. The station itself is one of the town’s main sights. Legend has it that at one point the artist Salvador Dali sat there and declared Perpignan the centre of the universe. This is commemorated by a plague. I do not quite share the opinion of Mr Dali, but Perpignan is definitely a pretty and quirky place. We also noticed that this seems to be a place with a bit of an identity crisis. Road names are sometimes French, sometimes Spanish and sometimes Catalan. The Catalan influence is particularly strong, which is understandable considering the history of the region and the fact that Perpignan is the last major town prior to the border with Spain.
have you been to Figueres in Spain? It is right over the Pyrenees into Spain, the Dali museum there is very quirky and amazing, we loved our time there.

Le Couvent de Minimes is a monastery that was founded in 1575 and is located in the old Jewish quarter. This is now owned by the city of Perpignan and is used as an exhibition space. The cloisters that surround the courtyard and the choir of the church have been restored. On the way were treated to some fabulous views. Strange enough, neither of us has any photos of this. When we reached the monastery, we went inside. I noticed one problem straightaway. The cloisters with the courtyard have been blocked off by wooden doors all the way round. Fortunately there were windows in those doors so we could at least peek through and take some photos through the glass. If there is access to the church, we did not find it either. Still, I was glad that we made the effort. On the walls of the monastery was some display about the history with photos, but unfortunately all the information was in French only.
this place sounds very pretty and it is a shame that you could not get into the courtyard or to the church.

From there we were planning to head to palace of the kings of Mallorca. On the way, we got another good impression just how quirky this place is. The geography is interesting to say the very least. I don’t think there is a straight road in the place and Perpignan is essentially a giant maze. Still, we saw plenty of interesting buildings and some really unusual streets. Graham nearly ended up with a shower. We were walking along minding our own business when suddenly decided to tip out a bucket of water from a second or third floor window. The water only just missed Graham. Once we continued our walk, every now and again, we saw water running down the street so this seems to be a common practice in Perpignan.
so glad Graham did not end up in dirty water, that would not have been fun. I guess they were not expecting anyone to be walking there.


I had seen a rare signpost when we were heading back towards Le Castillet and it turned out it was pretty much round the corner. Now that I knew where the cathedral was in respect to Le Castillet, I also could make sense of one of the maps with the historical sites. I jotted down some directions to palace of the kings of Mallorca on the notepad app on my phone and then I went back to collect Graham.
Glad you were able to make use of the rare signage. We were thinking of writing down some of our directions also, but I was hoping to not carry too much with me. Maybe I can take photos of things and have them on my phone?

We headed off towards the cathedral. On the way we came past La Loge de Mer, which is a beautiful building, which was originally built in the 14th century and then rebuilt in the Renaissance. It started out as the stock exchange, was then the maritime tribunal for a while and is now the town hall. However, the most fascinating fact that we learned that when it was built, La Loge de Mer was right by the waterfront. Now it is in the middle of the town centre. It is amazing how things change.
14th century and renaissance - beautiful, and it was on the waters edge, and now town center, amazing how the landscape changes over time.

We then carried on towards the cathedral. This is very unusual for France in that it does not have the usual heights of a French cathedral, but is very wide instead. It is built in the Catalan style down to the wrought iron bell tower. This was another very dark church, but it is very pretty. We sat down for a while to enjoy our surroundings and then took some photos before moving on.
Catalan style we have seen a few of these in Northern Spain, but to see one in France, I guess at the time of the building process, there was a lot of Catalan influence in the area. Since they are so close.

I gave in at that stage and switched on my mobile data so that I could use Google Maps. This proved a good idea up to a point.
Did you look into getting a SIM card for your phone while in France? THat is one of the items I am trying to figure out, we will need our GPS while driving, and it just might be easier with my phone.

Anyway, the new route took us past a beautiful courtyard surrounded by cloisters around the back of the cathedral. I had no idea at the time what we were looking at, but really liked it. It was only while writing this trip report and trying to find out more about one of the buildings we saw, I stumbled across some familiar photos. It turns out that what I had taken so many photos of was Campo Santo. Campo Santo is a cloister cemetery that was built in the early 14th century and is the largest and oldest one in France. It was in use until the beginning of the French revolution. I also managed to take photos of the Funeraria, which was the funeral chapel for Campo Santo. I have since seen some photos from the inside and I do have some regrets that we did not have a closer look at this as this is stunning. Still, I am sure we will be back in this part of the world and you always need to have an incentive to return.
There is always a reason to return and see new things, glad you found your return reason.

There was only one problem. The road that was on the map and that was also shown on Google Maps did not actually exist. Graham headed up another road and soon we saw the walls of the citadel, but it would have meant to walk all the way around it. It was just too hot and there was no shade so we gave up on that idea. I could not quite believe that two maps could be wrong and decided to have another look. Graham found a seat in the shade on one of the benches in the square.

In the end I am pretty sure I found the "road" in question. The issue was that it was not a road at all, but a footpath through a park. This would have been perfect if it had not been for the fact that a little way up the path was a huge locked gate. At that point I gave up.
on no, well bugger. that is no fun.

I went to re-join Graham and we sat on the bench in the square for a while watching the world go by. This was actually very nice. Once we started to get uncomfortable, we headed back towards the town centre. We decided that we both fancied some ice cream. We did not have to walk very far until we found a little cafe that sold crepes and ice cream. We went inside and sat down. We both had three scoops of ice cream. Graham went with Vanilla Macadamia, Rum Raisin and Lemon and I chose Vanilla Macadamia, Chestnut and Pistachio. We both enjoyed our choices. While we were sitting in the cafe enjoying our ice cream, a group of women came by. Some of them appeared to have gotten into a disagreement about something and they stopped right in front of the cafe screaming at each other for what felt like ages. I actually wondered at one stage if this would get physical. Then suddenly they seem to settle their differences and moved on as if nothing had happened. By then we had finished our ice cream. I went to pay and then we headed out again.
Ice Cream always makes thing better, and you got ringside entertainment.

There was one thing I wanted to take care off. I had forgotten to bring my lip balm and considering the heat and the fact that I still had a pretty impressive cold, my lips were very dry and sore. I had been hoping all day that I would find somewhere that would sell me some nice lip balm, but had not been successful. Shortly before we left for this trip, I had discovered L’Occitane and I really like their products. They seem to have shops everywhere in the south of France and I figured that they would sell me something suitable. It turned out that there was a shop not too far away. So we ended in that general direction. On the way we passed a beautiful square with an old-fashioned carousel. Shortly afterwards we reached the street that I had been looking for. This was a narrow street full of unusual and quirky shops. With hindsight, I should have spent some time browsing. Instead I went to L'Occitane and got some Shea Lip Butter which is working a treat. Then we decided to slowly make our way back to the station. We followed the road along and ended up at the canal again. I took some more photos of the canal with the mountains in the background and then we walked towards the station. This time round we walked on the other side of the road so that we could read the information signs on that side of the road.
I love L'Occitane - they have a wonderful lemon smell, I think it is verbena, and it is my all time favorite. Was it any cheaper in France? I might need to put some on my list to bring back with me.

When we got back to Narbonne, we were ready for something to eat. Our last proper meal had been breakfast and at that stage, this was a distant memory. Graham asked if I needed to go back to the hotel. I did not really need my big camera, but I did not mind carrying it either. So I told Graham that I was OK to head straight for dinner. We ended up taking a side street just before we would have got to the hotel. Graham thought that there was a street that would take us straight to the cathedral. Like Perpignan, Narbonne is a medieval town. The layout of Narbonne is not quite as quirky, but it still has certain maze-like qualities. We walked through a number of small winding streets and then ended up on the main road leading down to the canal again. Still, it was nice to see all the old buildings and it was only a very minor detour as we could turn into the street that we had walked down the previous evening afterwards. Apart from the beautiful old buildings, what impressed me most was that there were a lot of children playing outside with bikes and footballs. It is so rare nowadays to see this.

We ended up in the same Italian restaurant again. We had seen some pizzas the previous day that looked very tempting. So we decided to try some pizza. In this part of the world, restaurants only open at 19:00 or even a bit later so we ended up taking a turn around the square while we were waiting for 19:00 to arrive. We were the first people there. We had some more of the local rose wine, but this time we only had one carafe between the two of us. This was plenty. We also had plenty of water to rehydrate. Graham ordered a Mexican Pizza with Tomato, Emmenthal Cheese, Peppers and Egg and I went with a Pizza with Tomato, Emmenthal Cheese, Onions, Bacon, Ham, Olives and Egg. They were both delicious. We were both too full for dessert as the pizzas are huge. We paid and headed back to the hotel. This time we found out that there is indeed a way to get from the cathedral to get back to the hotel, but at some stage me took a wrong turn and ended up yet again on the main through road. We got back to the hotel quite early. I spent a little while online and then we had an early night.
Ummm dinner sounds and looks so good. I am looking forward to trying all the regional wine and cheese in the different towns we are going to, Emmenthal is similar to swiss right?

Thanks for the lovely update!
 
Sounds like you had a nice day. Good thing you worked out the train stuff in English. What was up with the bucket of water? That's really strange!
 
Catching up on Days 4 and 5.

Love the day in Paris. It just looks amazing and has such a romantic feel to that city....and that comes through in your pictures. Wish I were there.
Your hotel is Narbonne is very interesting. Great way to only pay for what you want!
Good decision to swap your tour plans.
Shame about Google Maps. I've been caught out twice by them!
 


That worked out well that you bought the train tickets at the window.

It did, but we got more adventurous later in the trip.

Oh my about Graham almost getting a shower! You'd think people would look before dumping their buckets...

I wondered by anybody would want to tip a bucket of water out of the window in the first place. I am sure they have indoor plumbing.

The cathedral looked well worth the difficult time finding it.

It is very beautiful.

I really really love chocolate and almond croissants, and it has been ages since I have had a real one, most places around here sell Pain au Chocolat in its place.

I love almond croissants and they are very common here. Chocolate croissants are not as common, but Pain au Chocolat is.

I was thinking of making the reservations ahead of time when i purchase my tickets, but I did notice they are non transferable or refundable, so if we miss a train we are out of luck. Do you think you are better off walking up and buying them?

Much depends on how far you are going. I have noticed that the prices for the long distance trains went up over time. For more local journeys, I would just buy tickets on the day. Most tickets for long distance trains can be changed for a fee.

oh! I am glad to hear that they have everything marked so well.

Travelling by train in France really could not be any easier.

the scenery does sound very pretty and inspiring, it might make thirsty going thru those vineyards.

We definitely indulged in the local wines.

have you been to Figueres in Spain?

No, I have been through the town on the train, but I have not stopped.

It is right over the Pyrenees into Spain, the Dali museum there is very quirky and amazing, we loved our time there.

That sounds worth exploring at some stage. Thank you.

so glad Graham did not end up in dirty water, that would not have been fun. I guess they were not expecting anyone to be walking there.

Those roads were quite busy with a lot of people milling about.

Maybe I can take photos of things and have them on my phone?

That may work.

14th century and renaissance - beautiful, and it was on the waters edge, and now town center, amazing how the landscape changes over time.

We were absolutely fascinated by this.

Catalan style we have seen a few of these in Northern Spain, but to see one in France, I guess at the time of the building process, there was a lot of Catalan influence in the area. Since they are so close.

This part of France is culturally much closer to Catalonia then it is to France. There is actually a political movement there today which is fighting for the region to become Catalan.

Did you look into getting a SIM card for your phone while in France?

No. We did not stay in France long enough to make this worth my while and from my point of view data roaming would probable have worked out cheaper.

I love L'Occitane - they have a wonderful lemon smell, I think it is verbena, and it is my all time favorite.

I really only discovered this recently, but I am in love. For years I have only been able to use the H2O+ shampoo and this is now no longer sold in the UK. Fortunately I found out that I can use L'Occitane, too. I love both the Verbena and the Lemon Verbena.

Was it any cheaper in France?

I think it is a little cheaper in France. I paid EUR8 for my lip balm and in the USA, this is $12.

I am looking forward to trying all the regional wine and cheese in the different towns we are going to, Emmenthal is similar to swiss right?

Emmenthal is a Swiss cheese. France is more famous for its soft and goats cheeses.

What was up with the bucket of water? That's really strange!

I thought so, too.

Your hotel is Narbonne is very interesting. Great way to only pay for what you want!

We loved this hotel and would not hesitate to stay there again.

Shame about Google Maps. I've been caught out twice by them!

I don't think Google Maps was to blame on this occasion as they maps around the town showed the same route.

Corinna
 
Day 6

As we did not have to go very far go that day and breakfast was served later because of it being a public holiday, we had set the alarm for 9:30. However, we were both awake just before 9:00 and got up and ready. Then we headed down for breakfast. We both had some orange juice. Graham had some coffee, but I went with mint tea this morning. Graham had a healthy breakfast with apples, yoghurt, fruit salad and baguette with cold cuts and cheese. I was not quite so healthy with fruit cocktail, baguette with salami and cheese, Madeleine and chocolate chip cake. Still, I figured I was on holiday and I was definitely getting plenty of exercise. After breakfast we went back to the room to get what we needed for the day. Then we headed out. This time we actually wanted the street leading down to the canal. This was an area we wanted to have a closer look at that day.





When we got to the canal, there was a lively outdoor market in the square by the canal. We walked through this and then ended up inside the market hall. Whereas the outside part was selling clothes, crafts and cosmetics, the inside was all about food and drink. I was in heaven there. Suddenly the kitchenette in our room made sense. I would love to spend a longer holiday in that part of the world and do some cooking using some of the fantastic fresh produce that is in offer there. For this trip this was not on the cards. However, we did find a wine merchant that sold local wines that came in bottles with screw tops at decent prices. We asked how long they would be open and were told 14:00. That sounded doable. We wanted to get some wine to take on the ship, but did not want to carry it around all morning nor did we want to go back to the hotel at that stage. We had some exploring to do.













Behind the market ball was a church that looked quite interesting. So we decided to head in that general direction. It turned out that this is not actually a church anymore, but is owned by the city of Narbonne and again is an exhibition space. It was closed so we moved on. There are more pretty buildings there and we suddenly found all manner of restaurants. It looks like we were in the wrong area that first night.



We ended up on a circular route that brought us back to the canal. We took some photos of the bridge over the canal, which has houses on top. Then we walked along the canal and crossed to the other side. We walked through a narrow street with shops and cafes and Graham pointed out that we were actually on the bridge. I had not made the connection at all.





We ended up on the main square. We took photos of a little piece of the old Roman road, which is quite a bit below the modern ground level. Then we headed to the archbishop’s palace.







The archbishop’s palace is a really pretty building, but there is not really that much of interest. Normally you can climb up the tower, which is meant to give spectacular views, but the access to that was roped off that day. We walked into a courtyard and looked at some signs giving information and then went inside another part of the building. We essentially just encountered closed doors. There are various rooms that were listed as points of interest, but they were all locked. One thing that I had read was interesting is the terrace garden. Again, the access door to that was locked, but at least there was a sign that this could be accessed through the cloisters of the cathedral. On the top floor is an art gallery and I assume that this was open, but neither of us was interested in this. So we just enjoyed the views out of the windows and then headed back downstairs.















From archbishop’s palace a flight of stairs leads up to the cloister of the cathedral. This part of the cathedral has seen better days and at the moment there is scaffolding everywhere. There was also a sign explaining that the city of Narbonne and the central government of France were working together on a very ambitious refurbishment project at the moment. It will be interesting to see what it will be like once it is done. The cloisters are still impressive, but it needed some creative photography to give an idea of this while at the same time avoiding scaffolding and building supplies. One thing that was particularly interesting was that you had a great view of the gargoyles of the cathedral. They seemed to be everywhere. Apparently the second act of the opera Don Carlos is set in the cloisters of Narbonne cathedral.



















 
We then went inside the cathedral. What I saw took my breath away. As a bit of background, Narbonne cathedral is only really a quarter of a cathedral. When building of the cathedral began in 1272, the site was right against the city wall. So the choir and the cloisters were built and then the people in charge in Narbonne at the time decided that it would not be a wise decision to build the nave and the transept as this would require knocking down the city wall. As the region was going through a rather bloody period at the time, not knocking down the city wall was probably a very wise decision indeed. The cathedral still has an absolute wow factor. The choir is 41 meters or 135 feet high and is very elegant. It shares the honour with Metz cathedral of being the third highest choir in France. Incidentally the church in the number one spot, Beauvais cathedral is only partially built as well. Officially Narbonne cathedral is no longer a cathedral. In 1801, the Archbishopric of Narbonne was merged into the Diocese of Carcassonne and the title of Archbishop moved to Toulouse. In 1886, Narbonne cathedral was declared to be a basilica minor. Still, this is one very impressive church and it looks like the kind people of Narbonne share Graham’s opinion that it is not necessarily a bishop or archbishop that makes a cathedral a cathedral. On all the maps and in all the literature I could find, the church is referred to as a cathedral. When we first entered the cathedral, we walked around to take everything in and take some photos. Then we found ourselves some seats and just quietly enjoyed for a while.





















In the end, I think we spent about an hour in the cathedral. Then we headed back to the cloisters and went to the terrace garden of the archbishop’s palace. There I got a good idea that there is a great deal of artistic licence in photography. I had seen quite a few photos of the gardens and they looked impressive. The reality was different. Don't get me wrong. The garden is beautiful and tranquil, but it is tiny. It would take you probably about a minute to walk around the perimeter. We still enjoyed it and I am glad we got to see this.







When we left the garden, Graham wanted to head to the tourist information office, which is not far away. While he looked at various leaflets, I made good use of the free Wi-Fi to share some photos on Facebook. Once he was finished, we took a walk on the canal towpath. The part that goes through the centre of Narbonne is very scenic with beautiful buildings and some very unique bridges. Once you get to the outskirts, it gets a little bland. So we turned around and headed back towards the centre. On the way, we stopped to watch a boat navigate one of the lock gates. They are all electric and operated by the press of a button. This takes a lot of hard work out of the process, but also some of the charm.









By the time we came back from our walk along the canal, we were ready for a snack. On the one hand it felt like a fairly relaxed kind of day, but on the other hand my Fitbit told me I had done 15000 steps at that point. I really fancied a crepe. When we first walked around town that morning, it felt like there was a cafe selling crepes at every corner. Now that we wanted one, none were to be found. However, what was found or I should say who found me was a street fundraiser. I have to say I am somewhat allergic to them. Here in Manchester they are an absolute pain and you often cannot walk 5 yards in the city centre without being approached by one. So when one walked towards me in Narbonne and started to speak to me, I felt a little smug as I could rightfully shrug my shoulders and move on. However, I had not bargain with her persistence. When she realised that I did not speak French, I she through all manner of different languages at me. Once she realised that I spoke English, she started her spiel. She was fundraising for an AIDS charity. I was actually just about to dip in my wallet as I figured if she goes through the trouble to speak English to me, she had earned a donation. Suddenly she told me that she was tired and was struggling and for me to have a great vacation. Then she just walked away before I could give her some money.







Eventually we found somewhere that sold crepes. This was essentially just a hole in the wall with some patio furniture outside. They also sold pizza, pasta and soft drinks. This was a bit off the beaten track and essentially I think they deal with the lunchtime trade from locals. Indeed, everybody there apart from us seemed to know each other. There were even cars stopping in the street to speak to people at the cafe. I was yet again struck by the old-fashioned sense of community. It is not even that Narbonne is a particularly small place with just over 52000 inhabitants. I think if I ever win the jackpot in the lottery, I need to brush up on my French. Narbonne is precisely the kind of place I would love to live if money was no issue. To me it does not get any better than this: great community spirit, good food and wine, pleasant weather year round, the sea nearby and beautiful landscapes all around it, plenty of history, but at the same time a lot of facilities. Anyway, we sat down and ordered. Graham had some water and a Crepe with Ham and Cheese and I had an Orangina and a Crepe with Chestnut Cream. We both enjoyed our choices.



Once we had finished our food and drink and had paid, we headed back to the market hall. The outside market had pretty much packed up and even inside the market hall, a lot of the stalls had already closed. Fortunately the wine merchant was still open and that stall was very busy. We purchased two bottles of rose wine from Corbieres and then we headed back to the hotel.
 


The plan had been to take the wine back, freshen up a little and then head out again. However, we managed to cover most of what we wanted to do in the morning and the one thing that was still on our to do list was not due to reopen until 15:00. So in the end we decided to have a nap as we were both tired. We ended up waking up again just after 16:00. We both had a quick shower and then we headed out again. This time round we found the shortcut from our hotel to the cathedral and from there we had no issue to find our next destination.

The last thing that we wanted to see was the Horreum. This is the only Roman structure in Narbonne that is open to the public although we did find out there are actually quite a few similar sites, one of which is very close to our hotel. There is no hard evidence on what the structure actually was, but based on historical records of the general area and some of the artefacts that were found in the vicinity, it is probable that it was a subterranean warehouse complex.





We paid our admission and then we headed downstairs. Only a fraction has been excavated. The whole complex originally consisted of four galleries around a square area. Only two of the galleries have been excavated, but even with those there are other areas that are still covered in rubble. Another complication is that some of the pathways have been blocked off by the foundations of more recent houses. Still, what can be seen is utterly fascinating. The horreum was only discovered in 1838. Prior to that, the local residents were aware of this and used the horreum as cellars. The first area we got to was set up as a wine cellar. For the most part, the horreum just consists of the vaulted rooms, but some artefacts that have been found during the exceptions are on display and there are also some displays showcasing what probably was there when this was still in use. Graham said that the tourist guide said that this was missable, but we both disagreed. I thought that this was very neat and I am glad that we did make the effort.



















Once we got to the end of the excavated galleries, we headed back and went back upstairs. They had one room that was set up as a museum. There they had a huge map showing both modern Narbonne and the city in Roman times with known landmarks. There were photos from other Roman sites in France and more artefacts like coins and ceramics were on display. We then headed out to the Garden were various sculptures and monuments were on display. Then we headed out again.









I had done some research on restaurants in Narbonne that serve Cassoulet the previous day and found one that seemed to be not too far from the hotel. When we had gone to the Horreum, we crossed the street on which the restaurant was located. So I wanted to check out where the restaurant was. We had no trouble finding this and checked out the menu. We came to the conclusion that this would do nicely. We carried on walking a bit further and came to a beautiful square. According to the map we had seen earlier, this used to be the centre of the Roman town. There is no evidence of this now, but it was still worth seeing.





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After this, we backtracked through the town towards the canal. Graham wanted to take a walk along the canal in the opposite direction that we had been in the morning. I was fine with that idea. So we set off. The initial experience was very similar to the morning. The canal path was very scenic, but once we got to the outskirts, it got kind of bland. However, this time we carried on and we were rewarded for this. Soon the canal turned into a river and that was rather pretty. This was also very well used. There were people out fishing and families riding their bikes on the path. We heard some birds, but did not see many. What we unfortunately saw loads of were insects. As I am allergic to insect bites, we played it safe and turned around.





When we got back onto the canal tow path, there were seats around so we sat down for a while and just relaxed. After a while it got a little chilly and we headed back towards the town. We had spotted a restaurant in the morning that Graham remembered from reading the tourist guide. This is meant to be the best seafood restaurant in Narbonne. Graham likes his seafood, but there were also other things on the menu that I found quite tempting. So we decided to give this a go. When we got back to the square in front of the market hall, it was 18:30. The restaurants in Narbonne don’t open until 19:00. So we found somewhere to sit on the square and watched the world go by. It was obvious that some people had spent the day drinking. They were all harmless enough, but a little silly. Two saw our cameras and insisted that we take some photos of them. By that time it was starting to get really chilly. 19:00 came and went and when we went over to the restaurant, they told me that they were not opening until 19:30. We did not want to wait that long so we headed back towards the cathedral and went to the restaurant we had checked out during the afternoon.



Le Coq Hardi is a real gem. It seems to be a family affair with the wife acting as hostess and server and the husband is in charge of the kitchen. It is a tiny place with maybe 10 tables or so and it is in a beautiful old house. The menu is pretty short and simple concentrating on local food. Actually, the wine list is longer than the menu. They did not have any house wine so we decided on a bottle of rose wine from Corbieres. I wanted to try the Cassoulet and Graham decided that he would go with this, too. We were warned that this would take about 30 minutes and we were happy with this. We were brought some crackers and some olives that I am sure were local while we were waiting as well as our wine and some water.

We tried the wine, which was very nice. I figured it was probably not a good idea to drink too much on an empty stomach. So I stuck with the water and the nibbles until our food arrived. The cassoulet was everything I hoped for. It is a stew made from various kinds of meat and white beans. Ours had braised pork belly, bacon and two kinds of sausage in it. Perched on top of it was what I initially thought was a duck leg, but have since realised that it was probably goose. I don't eat meat on the bone so I passed mine to Graham. The rest of the dish was delicious. It was full of flavour and the ultimate comfort food. It was served with some fresh bread.





Once I had finished my cassoulet, I was pretty stuffed, but I could not resist the Crème Brûlée. I am glad that I had it. It was absolutely delicious. While we were eating, the restaurant had filled up a little. About half of the tables were now occupied. Our server still had time to come over to have chat with us. I think she noticed that I had taken a photo of the room we were in and she proceeded to tell us that the building dates back to the 13th century. I was absolutely awestruck. We talked for a bit longer and then paid and made our way back to the hotel. Once we got back, I checked my emails and checked train times for the following day and then we got ready for bed.

 
The canal paths were so pretty! The cathedral and gargoyles were impressive. Glad you enjoyed the museum and the guide didn't chase you away. That restaurant was very charming.
 
WOW! Look the pictures you took of Narbonne. It's beautiful. And like you, it's exactly the sort of place I would just love to live in.
Stunning!
 
Day 6

When we got to the canal, there was a lively outdoor market in the square by the canal. We walked through this and then ended up inside the market hall. Whereas the outside part was selling clothes, crafts and cosmetics, the inside was all about food and drink. I was in heaven there.
This is my favorite, local markets and even grocery stores. I tend to stop in them and buy snacks, candy, beer and wine. To me it is fun to see all the different things and to try new things. We have lucked out had good item and we have not been so lucky and picked out bad things. But that is part of the fun.

Suddenly the kitchenette in our room made sense. I would love to spend a longer holiday in that part of the world and do some cooking using some of the fantastic fresh produce that is in offer there. However, we did find a wine merchant that sold local wines that came in bottles with screw tops at decent prices. We asked how long they would be open and were told 14:00. That sounded doable. We wanted to get some wine to take on the ship, but did not want to carry it around all morning nor did we want to go back to the hotel at that stage. We had some exploring to do.
now that is a wonderful idea. Local wine to go is always a good thing.

We ended up on a circular route that brought us back to the canal. We took some photos of the bridge over the canal, which has houses on top. Then we walked along the canal and crossed to the other side. We walked through a narrow street with shops and cafes and Graham pointed out that we were actually on the bridge. I had not made the connection at all.
what a nice way to liven up the bridge, by making it living and community space as well.

We ended up on the main square. We took photos of a little piece of the old Roman road, which is quite a bit below the modern ground level. Then we headed to the archbishop’s palace.
I remember my history but I am always amazed when I see pieces of Roman history is far away places. France and Cartagena, spain has a beautiful theater.

From archbishop’s palace a flight of stairs leads up to the cloister of the cathedral. This part of the cathedral has seen better days and at the moment there is scaffolding everywhere. There was also a sign explaining that the city of Narbonne and the central government of France were working together on a very ambitious refurbishment project at the moment. It will be interesting to see what it will be like once it is done. The cloisters are still impressive, but it needed some creative photography to give an idea of this while at the same time avoiding scaffolding and building supplies. One thing that was particularly interesting was that you had a great view of the gargoyles of the cathedral. They seemed to be everywhere. Apparently the second act of the opera Don Carlos is set in the cloisters of Narbonne cathedral.
I know I get disappointed when I go someplace and can't see it for the refurbishment but I am always glad to see them take pride ni their history and that they are restoring it. Another reason to come back!

We then went inside the cathedral. What I saw took my breath away. As a bit of background, Narbonne cathedral is only really a quarter of a cathedral. When building of the cathedral began in 1272, the site was right against the city wall. So the choir and the cloisters were built and then the people in charge in Narbonne at the time decided that it would not be a wise decision to build the nave and the transept as this would require knocking down the city wall. As the region was going through a rather bloody period at the time, not knocking down the city wall was probably a very wise decision indeed. The cathedral still has an absolute wow factor. The choir is 41 meters or 135 feet high and is very elegant. It shares the honour with Metz cathedral of being the third highest choir in France. Incidentally the church in the number one spot, Beauvais cathedral is only partially built as well. Officially Narbonne cathedral is no longer a cathedral. In 1801, the Archbishopric of Narbonne was merged into the Diocese of Carcassonne and the title of Archbishop moved to Toulouse. In 1886, Narbonne cathedral was declared to be a basilica minor. Still, this is one very impressive church and it looks like the kind people of Narbonne share Graham’s opinion that it is not necessarily a bishop or archbishop that makes a cathedral a cathedral. On all the maps and in all the literature I could find, the church is referred to as a cathedral. When we first entered the cathedral, we walked around to take everything in and take some photos. Then we found ourselves some seats and just quietly enjoyed for a while.

In the end, I think we spent about an hour in the cathedral. Then we headed back to the cloisters and went to the terrace garden of the archbishop’s palace. There I got a good idea that there is a great deal of artistic licence in photography. I had seen quite a few photos of the gardens and they looked impressive. The reality was different. Don't get me wrong. The garden is beautiful and tranquil, but it is tiny. It would take you probably about a minute to walk around the perimeter. We still enjoyed it and I am glad we got to see this.
When we left the garden, Graham wanted to head to the tourist information office, which is not far away. While he looked at various leaflets, I made good use of the free Wi-Fi to share some photos on Facebook. Once he was finished, we took a walk on the canal towpath. The part that goes through the centre of Narbonne is very scenic with beautiful buildings and some very unique bridges. Once you get to the outskirts, it gets a little bland. So we turned around and headed back towards the centre. On the way, we stopped to watch a boat navigate one of the lock gates. They are all electric and operated by the press of a button. This takes a lot of hard work out of the process, but also some of the charm.
what a beautiful place and the history, so jealous. I need to add more places to my bucket list. lol

Eventually we found somewhere that sold crepes. This was essentially just a hole in the wall with some patio furniture outside. They also sold pizza, pasta and soft drinks. This was a bit off the beaten track and essentially I think they deal with the lunchtime trade from locals. Indeed, everybody there apart from us seemed to know each other. There were even cars stopping in the street to speak to people at the cafe. I was yet again struck by the old-fashioned sense of community. It is not even that Narbonne is a particularly small place with just over 52000 inhabitants. I think if I ever win the jackpot in the lottery, I need to brush up on my French. Narbonne is precisely the kind of place I would love to live if money was no issue. To me it does not get any better than this: great community spirit, good food and wine, pleasant weather year round, the sea nearby and beautiful landscapes all around it, plenty of history, but at the same time a lot of facilities. Anyway, we sat down and ordered. Graham had some water and a Crepe with Ham and Cheese and I had an Orangina and a Crepe with Chestnut Cream. We both enjoyed our choices.
Once we had finished our food and drink and had paid, we headed back to the market hall. The outside market had pretty much packed up and even inside the market hall, a lot of the stalls had already closed. Fortunately the wine merchant was still open and that stall was very busy. We purchased two bottles of rose wine from Corbieres and then we headed back to the hotel.
The chestnut creme sounds divine.

We paid our admission and then we headed downstairs. Only a fraction has been excavated. The whole complex originally consisted of four galleries around a square area. Only two of the galleries have been excavated, but even with those there are other areas that are still covered in rubble. Another complication is that some of the pathways have been blocked off by the foundations of more recent houses. Still, what can be seen is utterly fascinating. The horreum was only discovered in 1838. Prior to that, the local residents were aware of this and used the horreum as cellars. The first area we got to was set up as a wine cellar. For the most part, the horreum just consists of the vaulted rooms, but some artefacts that have been found during the exceptions are on display and there are also some displays showcasing what probably was there when this was still in use. Graham said that the tourist guide said that this was missable, but we both disagreed. I thought that this was very neat and I am glad that we did make the effort.

Once we got to the end of the excavated galleries, we headed back and went back upstairs. They had one room that was set up as a museum. There they had a huge map showing both modern Narbonne and the city in Roman times with known landmarks. There were photos from other Roman sites in France and more artefacts like coins and ceramics were on display. We then headed out to the Garden were various sculptures and monuments were on display. Then we headed out again.
I am so glad that you both enjoyed your visit and that it was worth it, you know what you enjoy more than a guide book, sometimes it requires you go off the beaten path.

Le Coq Hardi is a real gem. It seems to be a family affair with the wife acting as hostess and server and the husband is in charge of the kitchen. It is a tiny place with maybe 10 tables or so and it is in a beautiful old house. The menu is pretty short and simple concentrating on local food. Actually, the wine list is longer than the menu. They did not have any house wine so we decided on a bottle of rose wine from Corbieres. I wanted to try the Cassoulet and Graham decided that he would go with this, too. We were warned that this would take about 30 minutes and we were happy with this. We were brought some crackers and some olives that I am sure were local while we were waiting as well as our wine and some water.

We tried the wine, which was very nice. I figured it was probably not a good idea to drink too much on an empty stomach. So I stuck with the water and the nibbles until our food arrived. The cassoulet was everything I hoped for. It is a stew made from various kinds of meat and white beans. Ours had braised pork belly, bacon and two kinds of sausage in it. Perched on top of it was what I initially thought was a duck leg, but have since realised that it was probably goose. I don't eat meat on the bone so I passed mine to Graham. The rest of the dish was delicious. It was full of flavour and the ultimate comfort food. It was served with some fresh bread.

Once I had finished my cassoulet, I was pretty stuffed, but I could not resist the Crème Brûlée. I am glad that I had it. It was absolutely delicious. While we were eating, the restaurant had filled up a little. About half of the tables were now occupied. Our server still had time to come over to have chat with us. I think she noticed that I had taken a photo of the room we were in and she proceeded to tell us that the building dates back to the 13th century. I was absolutely awestruck. We talked for a bit longer and then paid and made our way back to the hotel. Once we got back, I checked my emails and checked train times for the following day and then we got ready for bed.

Dinner sounds so yummy, i too am planning a cassoulet dinner while we are in France. Yours looked so good, the browned top is my favorite part, the caramelization of the sugars... YUMMY[/QUOTE]
 
The canal paths were so pretty!

We really liked this. It was nice to just have a wander especially as the rest of the trip was pretty sightseeing heavy.

The cathedral and gargoyles were impressive.

I love the cathedral in Narbonne. What it lacks in size, it makes up for in wow factor.

Glad you enjoyed the museum and the guide didn't chase you away.

I had not read the guide as I had run out of time before the trip. I have to admit that if i had done, we probably would never have made it to the Horreum and that would have been such a shame.

It's beautiful.

Narbonne is a real gem and one that has totally stolen my heart.

This is my favorite, local markets and even grocery stores.

I am like this, too. I will never forget my first visit to a British grocery store. They were so much bigger than anything was used to from Germany and the there was so much different stuff available.

Local wine to go is always a good thing.

Definitely and the local wine in that region is particularly lovely.

I remember my history but I am always amazed when I see pieces of Roman history is far away places.

I was spoiled in that respect as there is a lot of Roman sites not far from where I grew up.

Another reason to come back!

Not that I need any encouragement.

I need to add more places to my bucket list.

I think so. The Languedoc is well worth a visit.

The chestnut creme sounds divine.

It was, but then I love everything chestnut.

Dinner sounds so yummy, i too am planning a cassoulet dinner while we are in France.

I loved dinner. It is such a shame that not more restaurants in Narbonne were offering cassoulet.

Your pictures are just stunning.

Thanks.

What a wonderful day!

It definitely was. It was a much slower pace than the rest of the day, but we still saw a lot and I really enjoyed it.

Corinna
 
Day 7

This morning we had a slightly earlier start again as we were heading to Carcassonne that day. This was the day of this part of the trip that I had looked forward the most. We got up and ready and headed down for breakfast. Graham had coffee, orange juice, apples, yoghurt, fruit cocktail and baguette with cold cuts and cheese. I had mint tea, orange juice, fruit cocktail, baguette with salami and cheese, Madeleine and chocolate chip cake. I finished my breakfast before Graham did and used this time to go to reception to get some tokens for the laundry and some laundry detergent as I was planning to do a load of laundry in the evening. There were a couple of people ahead of me and by the time I was all sorted, Graham had joined me. We headed back up to the room to pick up the stuff we needed and then we headed out. The park was still closed so we had to go the slightly longer way round. Still, it did not take long to get to the station. Graham decided to be brave and use the ticket machines. We succeeded in getting tickets for both our journey to Carcassonne and back again. This time round we had a TGV going out, but a local train coming back. We did not have long to wait until our train arrived.

The train journey took about 30 minutes again and was pretty scenic, but I did prefer the run down to Perpignan. Carcassonne is further in land so there was no sea. However, shortly before we pulled into the station in Carcassonne, we got treated to a great view over the Cité, the medieval fortified city that was the reason we were visiting Carcassonne. It was a very grey and overcast morning and it turned out that we had seen the best of the weather for this part of the trip. As soon as we came out of the station, we crossed the Canal du Midi, which was quite picturesque. Graham had a quick look at a map and then we headed off towards the Cité. This is about 30 minutes’ walk from the station and I was prepared that this would be quite boring, but for the most part it was not. Shortly after we crossed the Canal du Midi, we were right in the town centre and walked through a rather nice shopping street. We came across a lovely little church, the Chapelle des Carmes, which is just peeking out between the shops. This is a very plain church, but it has beautiful modern stained glass windows that very much remind me of the windows by Marc Chagall. We also came across two lovely squares. We both realised how spoiled we were by the last two days. Taken on its own merit, the “modern” city of Carcassonne would be stunning. However, compared to its neighbours, it appears a bit plain. Soon this part of the city was behind us and we were crossing the river via an imposing bridge. From there we got a pretty good view of the Cité. This view took my breath away.





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When we got to the other side of the bridge, we had two choices on how to get to the Cité. One involved stairs to the Porte d'Aude and the other was stair-free to the Porte Narbonnaise. The route via Porte Narbonnaise was marginally longer, but the difference was only a couple of minutes. I had aggravated what I thought at the time was a knee injury during my day at Disneyland Paris and although I could walk for miles on it, it did not take too kindly to stairs. This turned out the right decision as the Porte Narbonnaise also has a real wow factor. We set off and for the first part the route took us through the old told with lovely buildings and loads of different restaurants and cafes. I noticed with some amusement that after I struggled to find somewhere that would serve us cassoulet in Narbonne, here is was on offer at every corner. After a short while the buildings stopped and the climb up the hill to the Cité started. It was not too bad, but I still wondered how the crusaders could get so close that they could besiege the walls. In those days there would not have been a nice paved path and the rest of the area is steep and uneven. Even more surprising, they approached the Cité from the general direction of the Porte d'Aude and the terrain on that side of the Cité is even rougher.













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Once we got to the top of the hill, there was a square with cobble stones and then the Porte Narbonnaise was right in front of us. We took some photos and then we went inside the fortified city. First impressions were that of a medieval theme park. The narrow winding streets were packed with souvenir shops, restaurants and a few unusual museums like the torture museum, the school museum and the inquisition museum. We passed on all of those and headed down towards the walls. Initially we still came past shops and restaurants, but the area opened out a little. Then we headed down a hill and ended up in an area between the inner and the outer walls. Although other people had the same idea, this area was much quieter. We also got some great views over the surrounding area. We wandered around for a while and then we headed back towards the main area.





























Our next stop was the Basilica of St. Nazaire et St. Celse. There are some stunning parallels between the cathedral in Narbonne and the Basilica of St. Nazaire et St. Celse. In the last instalment I mentioned that Narbonne lost its archbishop in 1801 and was merged in the diocese of Carcassonne. The cathedral was then declared as Basilica Minor in 1886. The Basilica of St. Nazaire et St. Celse suffered a similar fate. This time the seat of the bishop did not go to a different town, but to a different church. Up to 1803, the Basilica of St. Nazaire et St. Celse was the cathedral of Carcassonne. It was then demoted when Cathédrale Saint-Michel de Carcassonne became the new cathedral. The Basilica of St. Nazaire et St. Celse was then declared a Basilica Minor in 1898. Whatever its official status is, this is a very beautiful and imposing church. It has some stunning stained glass windows dating back to the year 1280. When we walked into the church, we just sat down and quietly enjoyed our surroundings for a while. Then we walked around to see what we could not see from our spot and after this we headed out again.















When we got back outside, it had started to rain. We thought some shelter for a while and then decided to carry on walking. On the way we found a couple of amusing things. One of the narrowest streets actually had a set of traffic lights. Why they are there, goodness only knows as the only traffic we came across is the one of the pedestrian kind. I also spotted a restaurant called La Table d’Alaïs. The reason this amused me so much is that Alaïs is one of the main characters in one of my favourite books, Labyrinth by Kate Mosse, which just so happens to be set in Carcassonne and the surrounding area.





 
We decided to check out the Chateau Comptal. However, the line for the tickets was huge so we decided to pass. So we just had a look around the courtyard and then we headed out again. By this stage, we had the feeling that we had seen everything worth seeing at the Cité and decided to head back down the hill towards the town centre. It turned out that we were not quite done with the Cité or the Cité was not quite done with us. When we got back to the bottom of the hill, Graham asked if I fancied walking around the bottom of the walls for a short stretch to see if we could get some photos from a different perspective. I was up for this.











We wandered through another part of the old town and past a church and then we headed up a small hill. There was a steeper hill to come that I decided to go up to get some better photos. Graham said we would either have to go down the hill again or we could follow the path around. We decided on the second option and I am glad that we did. We got some pretty unique views on the way. From this perspective, it was pretty obvious what was part of the medieval structure and what was a result of the 19th century restoration. This gave me a whole different appreciation of the Cité. It did not take us too long until we were back at the Porte Narbonnaise. Neither of us could quite believe that we had walked all the way around the Cité.























By the time we got back to the Porte Narbonnaise, the weather had improved and I actually managed to get some photos with blue sky in the background. While looking for the best spot to take photos, we stumbled across another gem. Right outside the Cité is an old and very interesting cemetery. We decided to check this out. I think we only visited the newest bit based on the dates, but even there a lot of the graves went back about 100 years. Apparently some of it dates back to the early 1800s. Still, what we did see was utterly fascinating. I think this may deserve a repeat visit if we are ever in that part of the world again.













When we left the cemetery, I took some more photos of the Cité and then we made our way down the hill yet again. When we headed down that way the first time round, I spotted Graham looking longingly at some murals that were down a rather steep road. I told him I was quite happy to head that way and that is what we ended up doing. This ended up being only a very minor detour and we ended up in the old town again. This time we crossed the bridge and I took some more photos looking back at the Cité.









 
Graham found a different way back and we ended up on a beautiful square. The art museum is on that square and is in a very beautiful building. We sat down on a bench for a while and relaxed. We then headed back to the town centre. The plan had been to get a snack there, but there was nowhere suitable to be found. It turns out that we re-entered the town centre a bit too close to the station as apparently the square we had passed in the morning is packed with little cafes. I did have a look in one of the shops, but did not end up buying anything.









We stopped on the bridge over the Canal du Midi and had some entertainment. Right by the bridge there is a lock gate. You can hire boats in this part of the world for a boating holiday. We have done this kind of thing in Norfolk before and it is great fun, but not cheap. Part of the fun is watching people to get used to the boat and we were treated to some of that while we were standing on the bridge. I think this may have been that family’s first attempt of navigating a lock and it definitely did not come naturally to them. Some well-meaning locals gave some instructions and some practical assistance and in the end the boat was in the right position. This was just as well as a tour boat was pulling in behind it. We watched as the water inside the lock rose and once the boats were on their way again, so were we.



We crossed the street to the station. We still had a fair bit of time until our train was due to leave, but found ourselves some seats and were happy to just sit. There was also free Wi-Fi again, which was an added bonus for me. Once our train was listed, we headed over to the right platform. We had seen a lot of very nice modern local trains at Narbonne station and that is what we had been hoping for. There were plenty of them at Carcassonne as well, but when our train arrived, this was quite an old train. Still, it was comfortable enough for the short journey. On the way back, we stopped at Corbieres and it was nice to see the area where some of the wine we had enjoyed on this trip came from.



When we got to Narbonne, we walked through the park again to get to the hotel. I decided to get the laundry done while Graham decided to have a nap. Once I had set the washing machine going, I went back to our room and played around on my iPad for a bit. After a while, I went back down to the laundry to put our clothes in the dryer. I was not sure if everything would be dry after one cycle as the dryer was pretty full so on the way up, I got another dryer token. The reception had only fairly limited opening hours and I did not want to risk them being closed when I realised that I needed another token. Once this was done, I headed back upstairs and woke up my sleeping beauty.



As we had not eaten much that day and breakfast at that stage was just a distant memory, we decided on a buffet restaurant that came highly recommended. There was just one issue with this. The address that I found online for this was not far from the hotel and when I put this into Google Maps, it recognised the address as well. I am not sure if it had moved or if the information online was just plain wrong, but there was no evidence of the restaurant where it was supposed to be. I headed inside one of the shops nearby and the person told me that it was in a retail park that was about a 15 to 20 minutes’ walk away. I caught up with Graham, who had carried on walking and told him the result of my research and asked him if he wanted to carry on walking to the buffet restaurant or wanted to go to the seafood restaurant instead. He did not fancy either and said that we would just get some take away pizza. I was OK with this plan. However, when we got to the pizza place, the music inside was too loud for him and he carried on walking towards the hotel. I was not too pleased with this turn of events, but did not want to go to eat by myself either.

I headed back to the laundry and the dryer still had a little time to run. Fortunately there was a chair down there and the tourist guide in the pocket of the bag that I had taken down so I decided to read up on some of the places we had visited. Once the dryer was done, it turned out to be a wise decision that I had got another token. Two thirds of the laundry was dry, but the remaining third needed another spin. I folded the dry laundry and put it in the bag and then headed upstairs. I put my stuff in my suitcase. I had some water and carried on playing on my iPad. When I got back to the laundry everything was dry. I folded this and put my stuff in the suitcase when I got back to the room. Then I got ready for bed and called it a night, too.
 
What a great trip report! I'm enjoying all of the details you've included, as well as the historical background information you give for the sites you visit. Also, your photos are fantastic!
 
Carcasonne was already on my bucket list. After seeing your Day 7 pictures, I need to make sure I get there sooner rather than later!
Thanks for sharing.
 
Stunning photos! Love the narrow streets, views of the castle, the murals, and the square. Funny about the boat in the locks! We are like that when people drive vehicles on the beach that aren't really 4-wheel drive; it amuses us to watch them try and get out!
 

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