All Together

Wow, what a day. I began with a ride to Certes (just about 10 miles from the Spanish border) in what felt like Seattle drizzle but provided for some great coolness in the air. Returning after 2 hours of riding, I came back to the gites (inn or b&b) to find Guy with his look of French bother after having some interesting stories of closed bike shops (until September) then finding and auto shop that was having fun experimenting with his fancy bike headset, all of it didn't seem to work...so we raced back to Toulouse just before picking up some very tired all night travelers from the west cost of the US.

Zoom forward to 4:30pm - Toulous airport, Guy and I text messaging back and forth about Sue's lost luggage (still no sign of it tonight) a drop off of a car, a pickup of the too small van, some more nearly lost luggage from the Roberson's THEN a great first dinner together in Cassaonne (incrdible castle town - medevil) paid for by Debbie befor any of us could blink.

After arriving back to the Gites around midnight the 7 of us found 6 beds. Ouch, not good for tired people. What was amazing was how many people were willing to compromise at this late hour. Chris was the first to crash on the floor, so all worked out. Travelling is all about flexibility. If you don't have it, you should travel alone or not at all.