The morning was cold and windy. Madame Reguiya’s house is a bungalow with plenty of land for gardening. I toured around the house and saw her passion in gardening with the plants barely survived the hot summer. Now as the autumn coming they could grow and bloom again.
Louisa suddenly appeared with plenty of food from the bakery. The smell of croissants made me drool for breakfast. The table was filled with yogurt, croissants, and what not. Plenty of French food that they eat for breakfast.
Cordes
A long drive to this small medieval town outside Toulouse.
We stopped at a mosque nearby and surprisingly found a well maintained and spacious prayer hall. This place seemed remote and from the outside it looked like a scrap yard. The inside was different and I thank Allah for giving me the opportunity to pray with peace in a proper masjid.
Albi
Another rural town by a river. The highest building is of course a medieval church. There was still some tourists catching the late sunshine but unfortunately the rain came to fill the sky. No one ran for cover because everybody prepared the umbrella and raincoats. I had neither of them and the raindrops slapped my face left and right. The cold wind pulled the temperature a few notches down.
