But then we had to rush off. Our sightseeing tour of the day was a Knights Templar fortification.
Now, normally I am not a fan of touristy sights. I almost always feel that they are inauthentic and dull.
Not this one. Well, it had its touristy shops here and there but they were tucked into buildings that had been standing since forever! We got a quick tour of the place with a guide and then went off on our own to explore.
|view upon arrival|
|waiting for the WC (unisex of course)|
|crucifix outside of entrance to the walled city|
|view from the chapel|
|view from the watering hole|
|knight statue in the chapel|
|the gelato store|
|First look at Cornus|
And I was followed shortly thereafter by fellow sufferers!
The water was cold but my feet wanted to stay forever. And the beauty was beyond description (how often can I use that phrase?)
|Leigh and Mary|
|Ralph deciding where the drum should be|
|Melodie trying to figure out the standing order|
|A warm and inviting church|
We were warmly and enthusiastically welcomed by the people of Cornus. I didn't get any pictures because I was so busy talking to some women in their 80's who wanted to let us know how much they loved our singing. The translations got a little muddled but the feeling was there.
This was our last concert in a small village. The warmth that we felt from these people was unbelievable. Language was not a barrier. Music was our language. And a smile goes forever.
I love these villages.