At the crossroads of the Limousin, Quercy, and Périgord regions in southwestern France, the opening of the weekly market is imminent. Merchants are ready to welcome the crowd in the chaos of the narrow streets. Higher, the monks are walking on the mountain trail to converge upon the pilgrimage church of Notre Dame. From the forgery, you can almost hear the hammering of the metal into armor. The buildings of Rocamadour rise in stages up the side of a cliff on the right bank of the Alzou, which here runs between rocky walls four hundred feet in height. Flights of steps ascend from the lower town to the churches, a group of massive buildings half-way … Read more.