Saint-Laurent-de-Cerdans

We made it to our tower. And it exists. And it doesn't seem to be haunted. I'm delighted.

After meeting Mac and Sidney and spending a couple of nights in Toulouse - visiting the Cite d'Espace (Space City!), and having nightmares that our tower was horrendous, we took the train to Perpignan. On the way, skimming close to the Mediterranean on our TGV train, we saw flamingos. Totally bizarre. We waited in Perpignan for our bus. Mac in particular was exhausted from jet-lag as we drifted from spot to spot, alternating strong cofffee and cheap red wine. Finally at 5 pm we took the daily bus to our town. Its a fairly long ride to St. Laurent - about an hour and three quarters. We gradually dispersed people in villages as we climbed up into the mountains. Up and up and up, along twisty turny roads, with gorges on one side and cliffs up on the other. Finally we're here. The tower is large, on the top of the hilly town. 16th century, beside the church and the Town Hall. Everything was closed it was Sunday. Things were still closed on Monday. But today, Tuesday they've opened up. We're finding our way. The sky is blue. Sidney took his first gymnastics class. And I'm getting into work. more later with pics to come.
xo