The Caves

When we were driving down a country road we saw a sign saying "Grottes Prehistoriques". The boys needed a break and we figured that it would be a good chance to stretch our legs. I'm not sure which caves they were but after a bit of googling I think they were les Grottes d'Arcy-sur-Cure. The possibility exists that I'm totally wrong but they're in the right place and look similar so I'm sticking to my story.
The big cave was closed for lunch (because the French take lunch seriously) so we went for a walk by the river and had a look at the small caves. It was wonderful. There was no-one else there except a couple with a black lab and they walked really fast and were out of sight in no time. We were too far from the road to hear traffic and it was so easy to imagine how it was way back then. The caves were all sizes in a row along the cliff face and there was a small river/creek running in front of them. It was no problem at all to see why it would be a desirable residence for cave people.


The boys by the river.


Another picture of the river.


The path between the river and the caves.


A home with a riverside location and wonderful views.


A mansion.


A cottage.