Monday, December 27th – Thursday, December 30th

These four days passed in a blur of trying to catch up with the blog….with very few things of note…..

We woke to a cold morning on Monday…..our poor little Joie was frozen in the canal water!

What to do on a cold afternoon?  Drink glühwein and eat lubkuchen and schneeball!

We were invited to a New Year’s dinner party at the nearby home of fellow boaters, Keith and Ginny…..dinner to be prepared by Dave, former owner of a local restaurant….should be good!

We went to L’Olibou, the local olive co-op, to watch the 3000 pound granite wheels of the olive press in action…..I had heard the aroma of crushed olives is divine….but in these cold, winter days, only a faint odor was emitted.  We were amazed at how close we could get to the production and bottling process…..for better or worse, that certainly wouldn’t have been allowed in the USA.

Wanting to see one last Christmas Market, we drove to Carcassonne…..this market was held in various parts of the city and had as many activities and amusement rides for children as it had booths. 

We did see where Felix has been spending his free time….perhaps this is what he was trying to tell us about on the way home from Chateau Miaou.

We finally had our luggage returned on Thursday….a week after we returned from our trip.  Interestingly, the luggage was turned over to Chronopost for delivery (remember Chronopost?  They weren’t able to deliver Felix’s water fountain because they couldn’t find the cottage).  We received a call…..from a driver who couldn’t speak English…..asking for directions.  We tried to explain, “Commencez la rue de Mirepeisset….restez côté du canal. La maison est à la jonction du Canal de Jonction et Canal du Midi”  (i.e., “Start the road to Mirepeisset…. stay next to canal.  The house is at the junction of the Canal de Jonction and the Canal du Midi”).  Between the horrible grammar and bad pronunciation , the driver didn’t understand a word of it.  Craig finally blurted out “La Poste.”   The driver said “Oui….onze” so we were off to the post office at 11:00…..happily finding our luggage waiting for us.

“Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds”

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About Languedoc Lady

I'm a newly retired woman from California getting ready to spend a year (or more) with my husband living the good life in Languedoc in the southwest of France.
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2 Responses to Monday, December 27th – Thursday, December 30th

  1. Suncastle says:

    No matter the country we appreciate the simple pleasures like doing battle with the postman or the courrier. Here in the UK I speak (supposedly) the same language as my postman but he still manages to deliver letters to me addressed to the local Post Office – the one building he might be expected to recognise.

    • Hi Suncastle! I love having new readers log-in :-). The Brits we know here agree with you completely on the “communication” barrier in England…..they have trouble understanding accents from a few towns away….LOL. And it sounds like the issues with the Post Office are universal….interesting.

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