Carcassone et Toulouse, France
We finally leave the weekend of comfort and head back on the northern trail. Thanks to a driver with an extensive knowledge of Languedoc, the region of France we were traveling through, we were dropped off in the medieval fortress city of Carcassonne, which we explored for the afternoon.
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Tourism: Selling lies and anachronisms
A 21st century false replication of a 19th century-style track-less train transport
au devant a fortress fortified by 6th century BC Romans and 5th century Visigoths
Hop on board the cuckoo train |
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| The medieval, majestic view of the southern hills and plains |
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Virgile plays PVC didge with a beautiful Spanish hang-drum player
until a Russian tour guide interrupts the ambiance with a voice of thrills |
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| River island art |
We continue to the nearest city, Toulouse.
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| Street sign translation graffiti |
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| Wearing cardboard boxes instead of hats... it's the new global warming summer thing |
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| A hitchhiker leaves behind a sign of his or her spectral presence on the highway exit... |
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| ... An island goddess with visible pussy lips ... |
Across this wall, near the highway, we see an empty two-story house fenced off from the road; we enter through the backyard garden.
The next morning, upon hearing the sound of garbage trucks, Virgile rushed out to the nearby organic grocery store to dumpster dive this bucket of food. Onward, we continued towards Poitiers, bags filled with salvaged treasures...
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