Well, we've reached the time in our vacation where we're shocked at how quickly time is passing. Our first guests have come and gone and now Rich will be here tomorrow. I remember thinking that once he comes it's the end of our trip; that can't be, can it?
We've not done much since visiting Carcassonne on Monday. A couple beach days. A beautiful beach evening where the crowds really thinned out and the waves were spectacular.
Yesterday we went in search of a black sand beach that previous house guests mentioned as a favorite. Once found, it was truly beautiful. There was a great cliff walk looking down on some gorgeous water and eroding ledges.
This afternoon we went back to Beziers to a park along the River Orb and in search of ingredients for raspberry cupcakes that Cecilia wanted to make. We stopped at a local chocolate shop to sample a regional specialty: riquees. Weird. Green hard sticky stuff coating an oozy chocolate filling.
Tonight starts a weekend long jazz festival here in our village. As you might guess, French jazz does not do much for my crowd. Their lack of excitement was contagious and we headed home by 9. Charades and Cecilia's cupcakes followed and it's now the end of the day.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I can't believe it's already been three weeks, either. I hope Rich's flight took off on schedule -- before the tornado warning for NYC!
ReplyDeleteWhile you're wrapping up your vacation next weekend, I'll be in...Madison. My friends rented a house there again, so I'm hopping on the Shoreline East. It won't be the same without seeing all of you!
Go to my garden! Lot 102. Help yourself to whatever's ripe.
ReplyDeleteSome rowdies just passed by our street blowing those annoying trumpets, banging something and chanting "olay, olay". 7:30AM Makes you wonder what you're missing.
The black beach sounds wonderful ... thanks so much for sharing your adventures with us.
ReplyDelete