Toulouse

Toulouse
Next stop was a small village called Martres-Tolosane around 60km from Toulouse. The campsites seem to be improving in quality as we move west. In a peaceful natural setting amongst the trees, on the edge of the Garonne and at the foot of a small mountain this one was no exception. Although we were disappointed to find yet another empty swimming pool despite the weather being hot enough for outdoor swimming … we did manage to get in two games of tennis without interruption from our sleeping cherub.
We stopped near Toulouse so that we could visit an old BA friend of mine, Bérengère and her family. We had been out of contact since I had left flying in 2006 but I had managed to find her again through her brother on Facebook. I’m so glad we did. Bérengère is a real keeper and after a lovely afternoon together in her hometown of Saramon with her partner Gäetan and her two children Lou and Milo we vowed never again to leave it so long.