Chez Felix

Wednesday 30 September

Drove into park at the Cite before we split up to explore our Carcassone options. Kim and I walked about the streets until we found a much needed bank - Le Distributor worked well. We passed down in Square Gambetta off Rue Victor Hugo where we found an internet space in the Algerian Quarter. There we chatted with an Aussie couple who had come to check their share price - they informed us the A$ = Euro rate had risen above 60 eurocents.

We strolled down Rue de Verdin to Place Carno where we sat amongst the lunching residents at Chez Felix. Busy waiter Herve was most efficient taking and delivering orders in rapid succession. A marble fountain, topped by Neptune, spouted streams of water from eon-stained denizens of the deep. Potted puce petunias cascaded from planters hung on ornate lampposts.

Chez Felix must have had some municipal clout, for Herve accessed the packed tables across an adjacent pedestrian crossing. At our appointed agreed time we met Wendy and John at the Cite carpark for our trip home to Palaja. Madame indicated we should cross-country as the most direct route home, but we ignored her and made it anyway.

Johns I and II walked via the most picturesque laneway in Europe to O'Copains D'aborn (aka Cap XV) to order pizzas. Deux bieres et une pastiste sil vous plait - trente minutes to await our order. A game of French pool and a complimentary beer later we made our way home - nougat and pizza by the pool, accompanied by R L Burnside.