“It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls.”

When we were young, my cousin, brother and I used to play a computer game (CIV II) where one key element of military strategy was to build city walls. I know it sounds lame and weird, but this computer game had a (positive) lasting influence on my life — and I’m actually pretty sure my cousin and brother would say the same thing.

So when I heard there was a small French town completely surround by fortified city walls, I just had to stop for a visit.

None of the pictures I’ve taken would sum this place up more than one aerial shot that I found on the internet.

One evening it rained quite heavily, and I thought it was fantastic because there was something just absolutely medieval about the rain hitting the stone streets and walls.

 
Now, if you told me that there was a store that only sold white clothes and then you asked me which country that store was in, I would have guessed France. I would have been right.

It reminded me of a single plum floating in perfume served in a man’s hat.