mysterious Toulous

lydia

After a sobering cup of coffee with the locals,took the map from my pocket,straightened it out over a fence, and began to read. 'So find the station and we can work out where we are,' eyes adjusted to the glare of the sun over my shoulder, followed the blue lines encompassing downtown Toulouse. 'Bibliotheque-that's a library.' We stood looking into a sandy courtyard,we'd found our way onto campus...
'Carbonara's just a bit too creamy, if you know what I mean. I'm not a big ham fan."

Vive la difference!

Landing in the Pink City and heading out across France, wherever the gastric winds of time take us...

Tada!what now?