Toulouse

We have been in Morocco now for 4 days and Toulouse seems so far away, culturally and visually. Suppose I need to write about Toulouse before I even try and attempt to tell the wonderful story of our time in Morocco. We arrived in Toulouse from Leran, wandered the city and after a trip on the little white train, a tourist train that travelled in and around the city we looked for an escape and booked a tour in the country for the following day.


After the fast pace of the city, it was lovely to enjoy the beautiful French countryside again. Our guide had excellent English and was able to tell us the history of the area. The two chalets that we visited were both perched on top of a hill, one nearly deserted the other with still quite a few people residing. Both with incredible history, it makes Australia so young!




We met another Frenchie along the way, very cute, but certainly not as friendly as our girl! A Frenchie with a lot to say, that is a lot of bark!



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