A cold night at the train station
Trip Start Mar 14, 2009
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So we decided to catch the train which it turns out that it probably saved us around €100. Good on the Sho Choes. Dino is getting very good with the Spanish language, as he communicated very well in getting the information and buying the train tickets, while Shona just looked on in bemusement. Shame it's our last day here.
It took us a train, a bus and another train to get to Toulouse, this may have been why it was so much cheaper, but Shona didn't care. All three took us through snow covered mountains and winter wonderland valleys. It was a shame we where to busy eating to get information on the Pyrenees, Shona would have loved to have stayed a couple of days to see a little more snow. However Dino was happy every time the doors of the train shut and kept the cold outside again.
Once arriving in Toulouse we actually had a destination in mind, St Martin DE Chaump where we were planning on camping for the easter weekend. After Metro and another train we arrived at St Martin DE Chaump without a map or any idea of which direction we where headed. After setting out we finally found it, after touring the areas more scenic routes, of commercial estates, deserted streets and the many fields. Of course as always with us it was shut. It had closed at 7pm, it was now approaching 8.30pm. A friendly local suggested that we camp in the local field until it reopened tomorrow. With our luck running out we decided we didn't want to risk being rudely awakened in the middle of the night by some angry farmers, so we decided to go see if there was one last train heading back into the city center. If not we figured we could just sleep at the station.
Our luck was in the last train wasn't heading back in to town until 9.30, which gave us 45 minutes to kill. So we waited. In the process of trying to buy tickets from a machine with coins that only accepted cards, Philippe the only other person at this stage on the platform noticed our dilemma and asked if we wanted him to buy our ticket with his card. After a lengthy conversation, we all decided that we may as well risk it. A few minutes later David came along and joined in the conversation enthusiastically. It was hard to understand what he saying. David then suddenly rushed off. Philippe then explained that David was apparently just popping off to get some beers from a friend house and that he would be back soon. Philippe had the same idea as us that David had already had had quiet a bit to drink already.
After only a few minutes David reappeared with quiet a selection of Beers. He handed one to each of us and we had ourselves an impromptu party at the station, while we all waited for the train.
Once arriving back in the center of Toulouse we said our goodbyes they wished us luck and hoped we found somewhere to sleep.
The only accommodation around the station where to expensive for us, so we decided to have a look at where the overnight trains would take us.
So to Nice we went.