Bye Bye Marseille...
Jaime enjoys her citron presse... lemonade for die-hard lemon lovers and people who like to pucker up!
--- Diane Bedrin, reporting
On our last morning in Aix-en-Provence we visited a craft market in the center of town. The artisans wanted us to buy something. We were stuck converting Euros to dollars. Not so much fun.
Fortunately, we have no room in our luggage for anything else. Ok, maybe we will start throwing out items one by one! We took a cab to Marseille's luxurious train station and from there took the only direct train to Toulouse.
The ride took 3 and 1/2 hours through the magnificent hills and valleys between Provence and the Vaucluse region where our new family lives. We passed numerous vineyards but alas, no fields of sunflowers. The overcast clouds seems to whisk away as we journeyed further south towards the borders of the south of France (cote d'azur) and we arrived on time in Toulouse and took a quick taxi to our room. We overlook the waterway and Pont Neuf Bridge and couldn't wait to explore Toulouse. With radio equipment and our camera we wondered the streets in search of new stores, cafe's and squares called palaces. We noticed the rent-a-bikes all over and decided to make that our morning exercise, weather permitting.
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