Now here is a train station where you could be proud to arrive However we drove and chanced to park in the garage above a fabulous indoor market. We thought the one in Agen was pretty nifty, but Victor Hugo is much bigger.
I was taken by the seafood displays.
But Tom's heart was won by the aged beef. The beef with the pink dots is aged 60 days. And that pink dot also corresponds to Major money! 42 Euros a kilo, that's 21 Euros a pound and that's currently about $28/pound for your aged Charolais.
These little couteaux clams are the specialty of our landlord who cooks them on the grill.
The second floor of the market is all restaurants and you can eat on the balcony. We didn't eat there, we wandered along to the main square where there was lots of action.
One side is flanked by city hall and Saturday is wedding day. There were brides and people streaming up from the underground parking lot in their cha cha clothes. The market in the middle was hopping and we were treated to a brass band similar to a pep band only much better. And there was a pro Palestinian protest escorted by motorcycle police and followed by vans full of armored police and even a bus to haul off misbehaviors. Not needed all was peaceful.
We had lunch in one of the restaurant along the square where Tom had cassoulet de Toulouse with a duck leg. I had very nice fish, thank you, I think cassoulet is like spaghetti or chili, you like your own best.
We had a wander around the alleys and streets of old town Toulouse and then headed back to Saint Columbe for a fabulous thunder and lighting storm. You could feel the temperature drop, a welcome respite from the muggy heat.
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