High in the mountains of Entrevaux, we found the citadel - and the medieval town, which is encased in walls. We climbed and climbed to reach the citadel and to explore. After quite a hike, we found ourselves at a castle, with the quintessential castle-y things - a moat, a chapel, hidden spaces and old ruins, and dungeons and prison cells (which were, almost unbelievably, used up until WWI - to house German POWs).
The most stunning aspect of the town and of the citadel was the nature of the roofs. They had a tiled appearance - the conglomeration of subtle colors that, from afar, looks ruddy, but which, up-close, becomes a masterful mix of tints and shades.
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