Straight after breakfast we were out on foot for a change; Mrs Sixwheeler had read about a big Saturday market in my very ancient Michelin guide and was keen to see if it still happens. It does, below the Aqueduc Saint-Clément and really is worth a visit.
Once we had indulged ourselves here, the car is going to reek of garlic, we walked up to the Place Royale de Peyrou. Here is Mrs S walking in the shade of the tree lined avenue.
And here is King Louis XIV waving to me with the old city water tower in the background.
After these diversions some refreshment was called for so we headed into town for something suitable
and on through attractive little streets.
In one there had been a shocking bicycle accident, the rider must have been going at a terrific speed to do this.
We were heading to the church of Saint Roch, the patron saint of Montpellier. Saint Roch has great pilgrim connections and this is him with his pilgrim hat, cloak, staff, gourd and cockle shells.
He is buried in the church which has always been a pilgrim centre for those going to Santiago de Compostela.
This picture was taken from the steps of the church,
the facade of the building is a Trompe l’Oeil and apart from the café entrance is actually a blank wall.
Finally for today’s tour we ended up back in the Place de la Comédie, and there’s Mrs S again.
Turns out that she’s fallen a bit in love with Montpellier, just as I did. Which is nice.
10 May 2014