Early train, I’m never my best first thing in the morning. We got to Narbonne around nine and left our luggage at the accommodation – an old convent being renovated by the owner, he was making a very nice job of it, beautiful rooms.
Narbonne Cathedral
The cathedral is large enough, but used to be much bigger. We spent most of the day here, and it’s attached buildings, getting lunch nearby.A pious frog in the holy water.The patron saint of unhappily married women (I hope that there is one for men), desperate causes and impossible things.Patron saint of artillerymen and miners, . “She is traditionally invoked against sudden death, lightning, fire, and explosions”.Religious men in gorgeous cloaks.The revolt of the starving vine-workers in 1907, “they came for bread and were given lead”. One more story in the long struggle, the world over.
