Carcassonne and Montpellier

We descended the Pyrenees for a short lunch break and tourist stroll at the French medieval of Carcassonne before moving on to Montpellier.
I remain hopeless with the French language, or any foreign language, but Jonathan is better than your average tourist.
When we sat down to have lunch during our free time on the tour at Carcassonne, J ordered in French whereas I would have just pointed.
We liked the walled city but the church/ Cathedral  ( our mob of course) was the filthiest I have ever been into - dirt and dust under the pews. It should have been closed or they could have had a pile of brooms at the front and asked every tourist visitor to clean one pew after they took photos.  Perhaps I'll write to the Parish Priest of the Bishop to suggest it.
We did have a lovely meal of the day that my French speaker companion ordered. ( Cath, you would be pleased with the "invisible man" with whom you had a few French conversations with as practise.)

However the walled city itself was so incredible.  I often wonder how European children can even imagine what it would be like to live in a place like Australia with no Castles, Walled Cities, huge Cathedrals and such amazing architecture.  It is such a different world.  

So forgive me when I show you a zillion images of wonderful architecture and what I think is amazing wealth and treasure ( often with the Church of course).

Here goes for this burst from Carcassonne:

Then in Montpellier arrived to spend the night, have time for a stroll, have an awful meal, sleep, dreadful breakfast and then depart.   In the walking time we sighted the following in a big square.