Today (Thursday 16th) we returned to the aire at Agues Mortes ( N 43.565712 E 4.19593). We were here a few months ago en route to Arles. This is the fabulous thirteenth century walled city which was built by Louis IX (Saint Louis) as a departure port for the crusades.
The aire is a large car park with water and drainage facilities. It was free to stay here when we visited this time; normally it is a few euros but the ticket machine was broken and the entrance and exit barriers had been removed.
This is one of the tower gates on the east wall. These were often used as places of refuge, in the fights between the catholics and the protestants. The towers still bear marks left by missiles.
We paused at the Place St Louis under the gaze of the man himself. He has acquired a bottle of wine since we were last here.
Butterfly perched on Jane’s hat. Must be a good omen.
Keith tried on a few hats but couldn’t be persuaded to buy one.
We took a stroll around the ramparts. About a mile around and at only €7.50 well worth the money. Dogs not allowed; we left Penny and Colin guarding the motorhome. Or possibly snoozing…
Built in 1248 this tower is all that remains of the castle built in Louis IX’s reign. The upper room was used to imprison protestants in the 18th century, amongst them Marie Durand, a famous figure in the history of protestant resistance. She was imprisoned for 38 years in an attempt to force her brother, a pastor, to give himself up.
Saint Louis kept popping up on the tour of the Ramparts.
There is a good view of the canal from the tower.
Large amounts of salt are still harvested from the extensive salt pans around here.
After the ramparts we took the dogs along a duck boarded walk to the south of the city.
We ate at this friendly restaurant just off the Place St Louis.
On Friday morning we separated from Keith and Jane, who are heading back home. We are heading towards Saintes-maries-de-la-Mer and points east.