It was with very mixed feelings that I set off, once again, for Montpellier. On the one hand I really wanted to get my teeth into all the work at the house but on the other, I was delighted to be returning to a place I’ve come to love. I felt like a really old hand taking the train trip from St Pancras to Montpellier via Lille as I had last year. Sadly, I arrived to rain so caught the tram rather than walking all the way to the apartment. Continue reading
Even though this was the fourth time I’d visited Carcassonne, it was Julie’s first visit and we had a lovely day and were luckier with the weather than Suzi and I had been. Continue reading
Saturday was the day of the second rugby test between France and New Zealand. With no SKY at the apartment, we took ourselves to an Irish pub, Fitzpatrick’s, in the heart of the city at 9.30. We were the only English speaking people there but it was a great atmosphere and, on this occasion, New Zealand won narrowly.
With the rest of the day at our disposal, we took a bus out to the beach at Grand Travers, hired a couple of loungers and lazed in the sun with cool drinks and lovely music. Very decadent.
Julie could only manage to come to Montpellier for a few days so we had to fill them as full as possible. We decided that we’d explore Béziers on bicycles so we caught the train and put our rented bicycles on board. It was lovely to follow the route that Suzi and I had taken on foot. Continue reading
On Friday I deserted Amanda and John because I’d had an invitation to spend a long weekend based at Narbonne Plage with the very kind Frenchman I’d met the previous year and with whom I’d gone to the concert of tango music on my first day. He’d told me that he’d show me the area surrounding Narbonne Plage and it’d be a great opportunity to immerse myself into all things French. It was. Continue reading
Amanda and John come from Hertfordshire and travel to France every single year to ride their bicycles and play bridge. Their bicycles are state of the art and they’ve even bought exactly the right car so that they can fit in both bicycles and all the paraphernalia that goes with them. Continue reading
Never one to sit around, Suzi decided that we’d cycle to Maguelone today.
It was, for me, an enormous distance, there and back, on a bike. But it’s nearly all flat, and the cycle tracks are absolutely excellent. We set off in lovely weather. Continue reading