And good bye to our little apartment, 6 rue Racine, with its tiled floors, the beautiful windows (with no screens), the eclectic furnishings and the garage fit for a tiny car and a couple of bikes.
The street was quiet and bicycle friendly and the gardens in the back provided a flood of floral fragrance with all the wind. I think this might be jasmine?
The neighbour's cat also liked it
We had several hours to enjoy before boarding the train, but the wind was as wild as yesterday (again with gusts above 70 kph) so we chose to stay in Narbonne. We spent time in the garden of the museum, keeping a watchful eye on our bikes.
And lunch at a little cafe, keeping a watchful eye on our bikes.
And a quiet few hours at the library, which is on the canal...
...keeping a watchful eye on our bikes.
And then another cafe for dinner and ... you guessed it, eye on bikes.
The track was announced, the panniers were carried down and up the stairs. The bikes were carried down and up the stairs. The bikes were then carried up the train stairs to hang and the panniers carried up the train stairs to the couchette. That is enough exercise for one day!
And now we are on the overnight train to Paris.
Bikes are in car 7, hanging on hooks.
We are in car 10 in our little couchette.
And the beds are made.
And we have a little survival kit and a bottle of water. Living the good life!
Bon Nuit.
😴
Who was watching the bikes while you were in car 10??… as recovering control-freak, that would be hard for me :-0
ReplyDeleteOvernight train- can’t say I have ever done that…. Good thing you have the whole couchette- no one in the top bunk! I think they have great coffee machines on those trains! Look forward to the trip update….
ReplyDeleteJasmine wafting into your window sounds just charming in the most French way. The town seems to have a pleasantly unhurried vibe...what a lovely place to explore for the day.
ReplyDeleteHow was your sleep?? Did you have breakfast on the train ? How long was the ride ?
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear you booked the whole couchette. When I saw those 6 berths all I could think of was strangers farting and snoring in a confined space. Ugh!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Nadia, first question: how did you sleep?
Bike journeys = a lot like cruising/sailing. Every time you're off your mode of transport and possibly also away from all your gear you're trying to enjoy the moment while thinking: what's going on in the anchorage? has the wind changed? Has the wind come up? why does it look like that guy in that dinghy is making a beeline straight for our boat? Did we lock the doors? You locked up, right?
Eye on the bikes, eye on the bikes, eye on the bikes...
I get it.
Second question: (which you can answer when you get back) What is your locking system for those moments when you can't have your eye on the bikes?