The deep south

We’re in the Deep South for the weekend where we are attending the wedding of a cousin of mine. We are somewhere between Toulouse, Castre and Carcassonne, in the countryside. It feels remote and wild. It took us 5 1/2 hours to get here.
Everything is different here. The countryside is different. People here are different. They have an accent and strange customs. Some of them speak another language: Occitan. We even saw a couple of bilingual road signs around. They also eat differently: lot of duck product, things like Cassoulet…
It is exciting. We are exploring the Deep South of France.

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emmanuel

Je suis le mari d'Esther, et le papa de Jean-Baptiste, Maxime et Benjamin. Mais je suis avant tout un pécheur, sauvé par la seule grâce de Dieu.

2 thoughts on “The deep south”

  1. So you are in the Langue D’Oc! It is different, isn’t it? Bit like being an Englishman in rural Wales – it’s kind of the same country, but it’s not. They have a strange tongue. Doesn’t Gareth Lloyd’s wife come from that area?

    1. We are not in the Languedoc region. We were there for a weekend, for a wedding. We are in Savoie, which is very different from Languedoc and Brittany.

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