To or from?

Canal-du-Midi walking path
Canal-du-Midi walking path

This morning we were out walking Heather when we stopped to talk with our neighbor, another dog walker, at the top of the street. He said with a grin that he and his wife had already looked into the closest airport to Carcassonne (you know, the one right there at the edge of town that we could walk to, if necessary) and asked if we would be missing things here. My first reaction was to look askance at him as if to say “Are you kidding?” but immediately I realised our motive for moving has never been one of escape. Continue reading “To or from?”

Fitbit® update

Walking along the Canal du Midi in Carcassonne
Walking along the Canal du Midi in Carcassonne

You may have read my blog post from last month that Bill bought me a Fitbit® which keeps track of your physical activity including the number of steps you take. Since I currently cover somewhere over 7 miles a day on a treadmill, and we won’t have a gym in France, he wanted to make sure I’d be able to keep track. Thoughtful, huh? Actually it really was and I like it so much he got one for himself and has become more of a fanatic about achieving his daily step quota than I. Continue reading “Fitbit® update”

The other French paradox

La Pergola cafe replaced a hamburger chain
La Pergola café replaced a hamburger chain

You’ve probably heard of the apparent contradiction that the French have a low incidence of heart disease despite consuming seemingly large amounts of saturated fats. There is at least one very successful diet book based on this Paradox that includes dairy, red meat, and wine every day. We can confirm from just general observations, at least at traditional gathering points for the locals such as the open-air market, the butcher shop, the seafood vendor, etc. that it continues to be true. Interestingly we saw yesterday that the building that used to house a well-known US based hamburger chain is now a café/brasserie serving individually prepared meals from all fresh ingredients. No one getting fat here! Continue reading “The other French paradox”

Go towards the light

View at the end of our street
View at the end of our street

The house that we’ve rented for our first year in France was advertised as une petite maison which can translate as a little house or even a cottage. What I have yet to discover is a French word that means “home” in the sense that we normally use it as being a warm and welcoming place. That certainly is not to say that it doesn’t exist considering how welcome we have always felt there and the fact that their culture values friendship to the point that they have divided it into seven levels. We just have to keep looking. Continue reading “Go towards the light”

What’s the pont?

Pont Vieux, Carcassonne
Pont Vieux, Carcassonne

There are two pedestrian bridges (pont in French) that connect the old and new cities in Carcassonne. As in most places in Europe, those two words are relative here as well. The foundations of the old city upon which the castle sits above are from around 100 BC (with evidence of settlements there beginning in 3500 BC) while the new town below was founded in 1258. The old bridge, Pont Vieux, was built in 1359 and provides a great vantage point of the castle and of the Pyrenees mountains. The new footbridge, built in the 1960’s (I’m guessing), gives quick access from the park below the castle where we’ll be living to the heart of the city where we’ll be walking at least 3 days a week to the market. Continue reading “What’s the pont?”

Back from the future

Bill between the cité (castle) above and the city below
Bill between the cité and the city

We’ve just returned from a couple of weeks in Carcassonne and if this is any indication of what life is going to be like there, we’re in for a real treat! As on numerous previous vacations, we rented an apartment through a holiday home agency so that we could pretend that we lived in whatever location we had chosen as our base for the vacation. When we first booked this trip the purpose was to find a place to live. Since that had been taken care of weeks prior to our departure, we were free to pursue an even more personal goal of meeting up with people. Continue reading “Back from the future”