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What a day! Up at 3.30am (yes, there is another 3.30 in the day), to be showered, shaved and shampooed and checked out by 4.30am. Trundle up to the tram stop (which is only for a #7) to find all sorts of numbered trams coming at us. A little man explained that its Saturday and they're all coming from the depot.
So Switzerland on a Saturday is not perfect. Gee. We got ourselves down to their central station and worked out that Flughafen is German for airport, and got on the 10 minute train to Zurich airport (or Flughafen). From there we flew(Swiss Air) to Brussels and from Brussels to Toulouse. These were pretty ordinary flights, apart from the incredibly steep descents, and on the second one when the man in 12D (in front of Tom) was asked something (in German) by the air stewardess, and then disappeared behind a curtain up near the cockpit. Judging by the landing (Brussels Air) we think he was a retired pilot called in to land the flight after many years of retirement. Whatever became of the captain? ....... Nawwww - he was probs a doctor called to heal the sick.
So we finally landed in Toulouse. Stood in line for the car hire for, like, an hour. Unfortunately the sweet young thing decided to upgrade us from our compact auto to a big Citroen (diesel), which makes dimensions on the wrong side of the road, and for parking, and driving in medieval walled cities, that much harder. We had brought our Tom-Tom from home with French maps, and it was AWESOME! For some of our journey we were driving alongside the canal du midi - another awesome! (Yes, you can tell I'm tired).
So we found our way to our cottage, via a supermarket at Carcassone, The cottage is 17th century, in a walled village, and incredibly picturesque (both the village and the cottage). Ingrid came and found us, to show us around the village and help us find our way. We parked across the river in the public parking because there is no parking in a medieval village!
We had booked for a local lady to make and deliver a 3 course dinner for us, but she never showed so we made a ham and champignon pizza instead and washed it down with rosé and some of the complimentary red wine.
Needless to say, we are somewhat weary.
So Switzerland on a Saturday is not perfect. Gee. We got ourselves down to their central station and worked out that Flughafen is German for airport, and got on the 10 minute train to Zurich airport (or Flughafen). From there we flew(Swiss Air) to Brussels and from Brussels to Toulouse. These were pretty ordinary flights, apart from the incredibly steep descents, and on the second one when the man in 12D (in front of Tom) was asked something (in German) by the air stewardess, and then disappeared behind a curtain up near the cockpit. Judging by the landing (Brussels Air) we think he was a retired pilot called in to land the flight after many years of retirement. Whatever became of the captain? ....... Nawwww - he was probs a doctor called to heal the sick.
So we finally landed in Toulouse. Stood in line for the car hire for, like, an hour. Unfortunately the sweet young thing decided to upgrade us from our compact auto to a big Citroen (diesel), which makes dimensions on the wrong side of the road, and for parking, and driving in medieval walled cities, that much harder. We had brought our Tom-Tom from home with French maps, and it was AWESOME! For some of our journey we were driving alongside the canal du midi - another awesome! (Yes, you can tell I'm tired).
So we found our way to our cottage, via a supermarket at Carcassone, The cottage is 17th century, in a walled village, and incredibly picturesque (both the village and the cottage). Ingrid came and found us, to show us around the village and help us find our way. We parked across the river in the public parking because there is no parking in a medieval village!
We had booked for a local lady to make and deliver a 3 course dinner for us, but she never showed so we made a ham and champignon pizza instead and washed it down with rosé and some of the complimentary red wine.
Needless to say, we are somewhat weary.
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