On the way home from the Massif Central we did manage to squeeze in a couple more fun things:
The Viaduc du Millau, the tallest bridge in the world (not to be confused with
the 'highest' bridge, which is something different. By the way, it's the 12th highest bridge in the world).
Yes, there is a rest stop and souvenir shop.
Then my favorite part -- a trip to the famous Combalou caves in Roquefort-sur-Soulzon, home of one of France's most famous cheeses.
Thousands of rounds of cheese aging for 3-12 months.
The tour in Roquefort was really great. There are several companies who run these free tours and we chose the Societe tour. They are a giant industrial manufacturer (which has some downsides, I know) but their tour was the most comprehensive. And the tasting at the end was terrific -- although Henry took one bite and spit it on the floor. The only people in our house who like blue cheeses like Roquefort and Bleu d'Auvergne are Patrick and me, but Kerri even found a few varieties that she liked during the tour so I consider it a success.
Anyway, summer is over. We're back to our (still) temporary home. Classes for Henry start tomorrow and the twins start Wednesday. Here we go...