je t'aimais, je t'aime, et je t'aimerai toujours
until our paths cross again...
The wonder of Lourdes faded away as we took the bus up into the Pyrenees to Cauterets, a spa and ski town. Beautiful views and not too many people as it was between seasons. Lots of trails and waterfalls around the town.
We stopped briefly in Lourdes on our way to Cauterets. Because we had to as the train stopped there for a few hours. It was everything we feared, but luckily for us, the hordes had gone home for the season.
Reminded me of Disneyland for some reason. Usually there are about a gazillion people about. Not today!Apparently, in 1860ish, soon-to-be Saint Bernadette had apparitions of the Virgin Mary by a grotto. She also dug in the ground and water came up. All you see here (and indeed the city), was built on and around the grotto. The waters, it is believed, cure the sick. I myself rubbed the water they had available from a spigot on my face to see if I could be cured of my neuralgia. Alas, it was not to be!