Anyone reaching the causse Méjean for the first time immediately feels that peculiar slowing down. The road winds up, past the last dense forests, past gorges where the Tarn and the Jonte cut through the limestone like green ribbons, and suddenly a high plateau opens up that looks as if someone had reduced the world to a minimum. Sky. Wind. Stone. Light. Nothing more. And yet it is precisely in…
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