We lost track of our days as we traveled the south of France a few years ago.
Leaving one place in Provence a day earlier than planned,
we drove to Carcassone. We weren't expected for another day,
but thankfully the B&B had a special room just for us.
The proprietor said, put your bags in the room and step
through the door into a secret garden for tea.
It was the perfect way to be greeted and to soothe our ruffles.
Tea in the garden.
It was meant to be, an extra day in Carcassone was
just the right thing to happen.
A serendipity occasion.
Being inside the walls of this city at night were just enchanting.
There were not a lot of travelers walking in the street.
It was like our own fairy tale, enchanted village.
Carcassone is a medieval walled city.
Just outside the wall was a merry-go-round.
Back inside the wall there was much to see.
I even found a sweet little tea shop.
And the most colorful sweet shop.
The second night in the B&B we moved upstairs to the room
reserved for us.
This is the view from our window.
I had to visit this church.
The windows were amazing.
On Sunday afternoon we had returned to our room to rest,
but we heard music coming in the window.
Off we went to explore.
There was dancing in the street.
I loved it oh so much.
The exuberance and JOY was there that Sunday in October.
It was an enchanted time and place and I would return in a heartbeat.
