10/23 – right outside our window is a castle, and we noticed it brightly lit up during the procession at the Grotto last night. It turns out to be the Château Fort, a 1000 year old fortress that has never been conquered, so this morning we walked over for a visit. If nothing else, we figured that the tall tower would provide us some great shots of the city.
A fool and her euros are soon parted – we climbed to the top of the tower only to find that all the windows were covered in scratched up, milky plexiglass, so our photographic aspirations were thwarted. Oh well! We got some nice views anyway:
What we did see was another church, so we crossed over to see what it was. The Sacred Heart, Sacré-Cœur, is the Lourdes parish church.
It had a Black Madonna, as well as some tributes to Bernadette:
I haven’t mentioned that Jim made full use of our little kitchen, cooking up a chicken stew from scratch the first night, and a killer pasta and veg with homemade sauce the second. It sure is nice to have a kitchen, and a husband who knows how to use it! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
10/24 – This morning we took the express train from Lourdes to Toulouse, and used the hour layover to eat our lunch outside the Toulouse station. Here is what we saw:
Q: Why are there so many accidents on the French railway?
A: Toulouse Lautrec! (Too loose la track!) ha!
I’ve been waiting all my life to use that awful pun. Please forgive me.
Our second train from Toulouse to Nice was the one that was too full to enable us to use our EuRail Pass. Sure enough, we were packed cheek to jowl in second class, with not a seat to spare. If that was not indignity enough, there were two dogs in our car, one sitting directly across from me, who growled at one another in a threatening manner throughout the 7 hour trip. Here is the killer chien:
The last two stops on our ride were Cannes and Antibes, which both looked gorgeous from the window. Maybe next trip we will bring our yacht and visit…
And now we are in our beautiful Residencial in Nice, where the weather is warm, and the French Riviera is just down the street. We are concerned with the sign posted on our window:
What are we to do with our stumps?
Tomorrow, we will explore!