Old Friends at New Bus Stops

I'd forgotten that the early morning bus from Cahors doesn't just stop in Figeac.  It goes all the way to the train station in Capdenac.  Although I've been to Capdenac with friends in their cars, I'd never made it all the way there on the bus.  We didn't have a lot of time before we had to hot foot it back to Figeac again, but my friend and I had enough time to run down the hill for 2 chocolatines and 2 croissants to bring back to the bus with us.  On the way back up the hill, I pointed out the bags to him...two large bags, with two of my old friends.  I told him how much I love them and wanted the bags when we were finished. He looked at me like I was nuts at first, but then smiled and said if it made me happy I could have all the bags I wanted. "C'est facile!" We took our goodies to some old concrete steps where we enjoyed them among his ruins from yesterday's croissant. These days, when the bus passes in front of the Chatette at that time of the morning- my mind flashes a picture of him eating his croissant on just that step.

Comments

[Laury Bourgeois]

I know-Mon Dieu!-It's tomorrow! See you in Cahors!

[anne]

The bags are so cute... Better than the bags we have here for sure. The UK is way behind, ha ha

See you soon xo

[Laury Bourgeois]

I'd have to agree with you Evelyn, but have you seen the Target (or Tarjay) reusable fiber bags? I have a couple here in the kitchen from Kat that I love.

[Evelyn Jackson]

Those cute kids sure beat the big red bulls-eye on Target sacks!