Pierre got the day off when we two plus Debbie and Charlie headed off in their car (nicknamed Flatulence) to Carcassonne. Pierre's back seat is enough to contain a few cases of wine but unfortunately not suitable for people (you could perhaps fit a single Oompa-Loompa).This wonderful medieval city is one of France's biggest drawcards, so we were all keen to see and judge for ourselves.
It's certainly amazingly well-preserved (though many of the businesses - such as the museum of torture and the innumerable souvenir shops - are less than authentic), and definitely has the largest crowds of sheeple that we've seen since Paris. Well worth it, and the day was perfect.
Of course we also had to find time for a game of Carcassonne (we've got a travel version) in Carcassonne. And what family day out would be complete without a rousing chorus of "I'm Henry the Eighth" in the car?.
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