Maison sans Frontiere
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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Travel Blogs from Carcassonne
... a duck salad - foie gras, dried duck, and duck gizzards, with greens and bread. I won't need to eat again until tomorrow morning! Deep thanks to Carl and Nancy for sharing their home and their lives in Languedoc region of France with me. It has been fabulous beyond my ...
... mountain. Nancy and I climbed a steep and rocky path to the top - and were rewarded by excellent views of the whole area, including belled cows in the fields far below - and her lime green VW in the parking lot. After carefully descending (hiking poles were very helpful) we drove a short distance to the quaint village of Montsegur - and luckily found the only open restaurant. We each had the plate of the day - a bean ...
Carcasonne Our trip to Carcassonne was not as we had planned or expected. We knew something was up when we were still in a large queue at the ticket control barrier when our train was due to leave. Then there was a mad rush to the train to find our correct carriage to discover that we could not find our reserved seats but that is train travel in France. Anyway to cut a long story short, flooding had caused havoc with the trains and so we ended up taking a Spanish train to the border, ...
... shops. On our drive from carcossonne back to souillac we drove headlong into the most amazing electrical storm and torrential rain. Every car left the freeway into the relative safety of the service stop. A hundred or so people and cars stood, soaked inside, while lightning and thunder rumbled outside and torrential rain fell outside. 15 minutes later it was gone and we were treated to an amazing ...
... to say. Obviously badly. He looks at me weirdly. Then he thinks he has it and shows me his coffee machine that takes little tubes of coffee. 'Non', I tell him. I rethink. Ok. 'Cafe - machine - drip, drip, drip' I try with hand actions. He's still looking at me weirdly. Then all of a sudden he must have had a light bulb moment. 'Ahhhh, oui! Cafe, plop, plop, plop!' he says, 'Mais oui' I say.....we both felt like we'd won tattslotto!! Apparently 'plop' is the French translation ...