Heretical Tapestries!

How exciting is it to have a beautifully preserved tapestry of mysterious origins and possibly mystical themes? I know, I know: YOU'RE PSYCHED. Yesterday, my mom and I continued our tour of Languedoc-Roussillon by heading to Narbonne. The 13th century cathedral is impressive in itself, especially because it was unceremoniously bricked up halfway through the nave when people got tired of building it. There's a series of Aubusson tapestries hanging in the side chapels, and a couple of impressive 15th century Brussels tapestries showing King David. In the treasury room, there are two Flemish tapestries: one shows a kind of Purgatory, and the other depicts the Creation. Those three robed men who appear everywhere are a bizarre depiction of the Trinity, occupied with creating the universe. The Purgatory tapestry is even weirder: Vulcan, the Roman god, is at his forge in the sky, sending down rays of lightning to a bunch of people drowning in the sea. The people are labeled, and among them are Cleopatra, the city of Antioch, and Helena (mother of Constantine). What they all have in common, no one can figure out. There are symbols that hint at an unknown thread of mysticism, though, and that's more fun than I can stand.
Today, we leave our very own castle (of which I am undoubtedly the princess) to go south towards Collioure. We plan on seeing a lot of ruined castles (of which I might be the princess as well: stay tuned) and ending up at the beach.