Part of the way we were on the Route du Fromage |
Which required the purchase of at least a small round of Basque cheese (which we were still eating in Paris awaiting our return fight to the US) |
Gentle countryside, bucolic, the haze yet with us |
An interesting church with trinitarian steeple and crenallated entry |
The walled town/bastide of Navarrenx |
Main entrance and sallyport |
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