Bokkie is resting in an Aire between a small lake and the river Tarn in the lovely village of Lisle-sur-Tarn. It's absolutely lovely here and, as we filled up with diesel and did all our laundry yesterday we all have the day off. We had the most gorgeous sunshine yesterday and have the same forecast today.
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| The tree-lined roads are beautiful - just not very wide! |
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| Crossing the Tarn - into Lisle-sur-Tarn |
The drive was good today - many of the roads were wider and in better condition; we are also wise to the tricks that Maps.Me tries to play on us so avoided most of the traps. We use the phone as backup in bigger towns and cities as we have realised our dated iPad can't cope with the increased thinking around these areas, and tends to stop and leave us in the lurch at critical times. With Toni doing back-up navigation we tackled the ring roads around Toulouse in peak Saturday traffic and managed without any hiccups.
By then it was quite chilly outside so we hustled back to Bokkie's warmth for an evening drink and some reading.
Late afternoon, after chores, we decided to make use of the warm evening to take a quick walk into the village. The old village is like being in a time-warp. The buildings remind me of York - without the tourists - and it really has a lovely, family feel about it. We walked past the church and saw people going in so Toni popped in to see what was happening. It turned out there was a concert scheduled for seven o' clock to celebrate the equinox. Toni convinced me that I didn't look as scruffy as I felt (travelling gear) and that they probably wouldn't eject us on sight so we decided to pop back later. We were back by seven and stayed for a few performances, the sound was absolutely fantastic in the huge church!
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| The French seem to be able to make even the most dilapidated look elegant, somehow. |
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| The river Tarn |
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| The impressive church of Notre Dame |
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| Hiding near the back of the church, waiting for the concert to begin |
By then it was quite chilly outside so we hustled back to Bokkie's warmth for an evening drink and some reading.
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