We had kept the rental minivan a few extra days after Jay and Judy left so that John could visit some of the sites he needed to for his research (the car that we arranged with the house rental is perfect for around town and in the villages, but not meant for long distance travel)... and one of those trips included stopping by the Basilica of St. Magdalene in Vézelay and the nearby Saint-Pere-sous-Vézelay.
Although I am generally not a fan of Wikipedia (and teach my students that it is NOT an acceptable academic source), the website does a good job summing up the history and importance of this hilltop town. "According to legend, not long before the end of the first millennium a monk named Baudillon brought relics (bones) of Mary Magdalene to Vézelay from Saint-Maximin-la-Sainte-Baume (in southwestern France).
"In 1058 the Pope confirmed the genuineness of the relics, leading to an influx of pilgrims that has continued to this day. Vézelay Abbey was also a major starting point for pilgrims on the Way of St. James to Santiago de Compostela, one of the most important of all medieval pilgrimage centres. This was crucially important in attracting pilgrims and the wealth they brought to the town. Bernard of Clairvaux preached the Second Crusade at Vézelay in 1146. In 1189, the Frankish and English factions of the Third Crusade met at Vézelay before officially departing for the Holy Land."
All of this knowledge left us explaining yet around round of questions from the kids that ranged from the interesting (what is a pilgrim? why would someone go on a pilgrimage? what did they do on a pilgrimage? do people go on them today?) to the not-so-easily-explainable (why did people go on a crusade? what happened during it? were crusades good things or bad things?).
And what the general facts about Vézelay can't tell you is the way you feel in this cavernous cathedral. The arches seem to soar impossibly high, and the sunken crypt where the finger bone of Mary Magdelene is still on display today leaves you feeling something between the macabre and the miraculous.
(that's her finger in there -- at least according to one Pope)
In addition to the beauty of the basilica, I think Vézelay will also always rank high in my memories because of the wonderful lunch we had at a creperie there at the end of our visit. John and I had given the kids lunch before we left and we had hoped to find a cafe en route. Instead, we arrived just as lunch was officially over (and the kids needed the walk up the hill to the church). So John and I were REALLY hungry by the time we meandered down the hill and lucked into a place still open for lunch. The food and atmosphere were equally amazing.
yes, that's a warm and working fireplace in the background
OK. Clearly I need to cut down on the use of my superlatives. But I don't think I want the day to come when I stop finding France "amazing", "incredible", "wonderful" or "worth writing home about". And when your trip ends with this...
...maybe you can be forgiven for using an exclamation point or two.
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We happened into the Vezelay cathederal on Sunday while the choir was performing. It might have been a sign from God.
That's kind of how I felt when we got to the bottom of the town and saw our car parked at the end of the rainbow. There's some cool vibes happening in that town! Thanks for reading!
As for pilgrimages, turn those questions over to John, eh?
Yeah, John had no trouble with the pilgrimage questions (and I didn't do so bad either). But those sticky crusade questions... it has the potential to be COOL to a 7-year-old (riding horses over the countryside together, knights in armor, etc.) but is all about oppression and violence and religion and culture and more, right? Not easy stuff.
Not easy stuff at all.
Love these pictures. They remind me of Ken Follet's Pillars of the Earth. Ever read it? It's pretty amazing.
Lisa-I am enjoying your blog (and travels!) so much. Thanks for posting...I went to Europe for the first time last fall. We rented a car and drove all over Switzerland (my husband's heritage). The cathedral in Bern took my breath away. We are touring Italy this coming fall but I can't wait until we get to see France!
My Lisa wants to know if y'all have eaten snails and frog legs yet (she likes both).
Snails -- yes and DELICIOUS!!! Frog legs -- pas encore -- but hopefully soon.
Tell her bonjour from the five of us!
Beth -- I had read Ken Follet's book when it first came out -- and then saw it on the shelves here in our house in France and DEVOURED it again right away. It was the perfect book to read... makes me appreciate even more just what a feat it was to build these magnificent buildings.
Jen -- I think you will LOVE Italy (and France, when you get here!). It's not just the beauty of the countryside, the buildings, the language... but the FOOD! Have a wonderful trip!
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