Sunday at Blagnac Airport

May 25, 2014

 Our the second attempt at the toll road was less expensive as we had deciphered the signs and we mastered the drive from Combefa through Albi and almost to the Toulouse airport without a hiccup. One missed turn did take us to the town of Blagnac rather than the Blagnac airport but we righted ourselves and arrived in sufficient time for the Denver group to arrive.

This was the plan: we picked up one car on Friday when Paul and I arrived and drove it back on Sunday when we were to pick up the second car. All this was necessary as we couldn't get just one car that could transport all of us and, anyway, the Denver family was arriving a little after nine and the LA bunch after twelve. The early arrivals portion worked and Mimi,

Josh, Sylvia and two pretty tired kids left to drive back to the "castle" as proclaimed by Roby. She was more than a little excited to spy the castle and explore the area. Canon was just happy to not be confined after the lengthy plane ride.

However, there was a fly in the ointment when I received a text once we ( minus Paul) were back in Combefa. Betsy wrote they had missed their connection in Munich and would not be arriving until after five. There was no way to contact Paul as he didn't have his cellphone but he figured it out when the Lufthansa flight arrived with no Matz family and busied himself using the wifi at the airport.

Even with the hitch, Paul picked up the car which had been upgraded to a Citroen nine passenger "Jumpy", retrieved Betsy, Steve and Rider and made it home for a delicious spaghetti dinner washed down with plenty of local wine!
Early to bed ensured a fresh start the next day.

Lesson for the day...virtually nothing is open in France on Sunday and always take your cellphone.