Saturday was a beautiful sunny, cool day that made my journey to Cahors even more enjoyable than usual. After too much champagne the night before, I considered skipping the trip; but I had an upcoming birthday mission that needed to happen sooner than later. I'm going to take you on a bit of a photographic journey of my trip.
My first mission of the day was to see if they had Louise Bourgeois commemorative stamps at the Post Office. I arrived to a short line, but even so, the man came out and asked what I needed. I told him: "Un timbre special de Louise Bourgeois." He says: "Je ne connais pas le, mais vien ici je regarderai." He returned with a huge plastic bag full of Louise Bourgeois stamps. Even he was surprised how beautiful they were. Although I can use them for postage to the states, they were meant for presents for friends and family. I went to hell with myself and just bought a whole sheet. At 1.35€ each...40.50€-we like our stamps in my family!
My next stop was my regular office store on the Rue Gambetta since it was cartouche time again, I'll need another journal soon, I'm out of card stock, got a few birthday cards and found these interesting bookmarks...light, pretty, cheap, and hold your page with two tiny magnets at the bottom! (The orange gerber daisy is already on it's way to my brother Jim for his birthday, and these will be hitting the road shortly with Louise.) I hit my flavored coffee shop for reinforcements, and then headed on over to the market and St. Etienne.
I've been particularly grateful as of late, so it seemed only right that I go to hell with myself here too...Gratitude Partout! I got one big candle, one small candle, and then one of the little votives of St. Therese for good measure. Lots of Grateful is Good!
In the market I scooped these beautiful pink lilies. It was the usual question-are they a gift. I tried my: "C'est un cadeau pour moi", but it didn't work this time. I only got a hunk of newsprint around the bottom. As I turned around to leave after I paid, the man beside me was taking a photo of me and my flowers. I smiled. We talked about how beautiful they were and I thanked him and went on. I'd sure love one of those photos, but that's the way it goes! "Made" a few groceries at the Casino and then headed down to the station.
I arrived at the station planning to have a ham and cheese and a little glass of red wine, but ran to the toilette first. I sat a moment and watched the 12:30 train coming in from Toulouse on its way to Paris. Since the service was a little slow at the bar, I opted for just the red wine. On my way to the bus I scooped my International Herald Tribune and of course, a couple of sinful favorites to make up for no sandwich. (At least that's what I told myself anyway.) Another wonderful Saturday Cahors-ing!
You certainly did have a great day Cahors-ing. I had a lovely weekend , well just saturday evening until Sunday about 1 ish, my youngest son came down with his girlfriend and his two children, not seen either of them for a while. It was great. Otherwise my weekend would of been rather dull, nothing like yours at all, Cahors looks a lovely town.
Posted by: anne | July 19, 2010 at 03:41 AM
It was fun Anne-I'm always amazed at what I can get done in the couple of hours or so between buses. Cahors really is lovely. Glad to hear you enjoyed your son's family!
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | July 19, 2010 at 04:26 AM
Cool bookmarks! I love the St. Therese votive.
Posted by: Evelyn | July 19, 2010 at 08:56 AM