Day 6: Figeac

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Today we went into downtown Figeac. My host mother first brought us to the church, which was the first building in Figeac and after hundreds of years a small town was slowly built around it. Figeac is a small city where you can see the same people four times in a few hours just by walking around. My host mother taught Greg and I more history as we walked through narrow brick streets. However, the language barrier became very confusing so she dropped us off at a museum and we learned from there. It was very similar to the oriental museum in Chicago as it had a replica of the Rosetta Stone and Hammurabi's code. Afterwards she left Greg and I on our own to do whatever we choose. For an hour or so we wondered from shop to shop just looking. We found a gelato stand and I tried the tiramisu flavor. It was delicious.! We then came back and had lunch. Our host brother wanted to find a medium between our two cultures and bought French style burgers. I also ate French fries, pommes frites. They all had cheeses such as goat and bleu. One of the burgers was even duck instead of cow. After trying a bit of each one we went swimming again and then had a wonderful dinner. Our concert went very well tonight providing a great end to a great day.

Oh and the picture of the papers is the list of demands that began the French Revolution. And Jean-françis Champollion (the scholar who deciphered hieroglyphs) was born in Figeac.

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Photos

Figeac
Narrow streets

French Revolution
Museum