All good things must come to an end, and our Tour de France was no exception. For me this was a special trip. Special because our friends, Paul & Pam Garès, and Bill and Rosemary Carlough joined us in the Pyrenees. I was pretty sure they would have a good time. Who wouldn't love the incredible scenery in the Pyrenees, the luxurious accommodations and cuisine at l'Hôtel d'Angleterre, and the excitement of the biggest cycling race in the world. Of course, not everyone thinks the way I do, so I was a little nervous that our travel companions might be disappointed. Fortunately, they weren't, and I honestly think their expectations were exceeded.
We started our final day with another leisurely breakfast at l'Hotel d' Angleterre with Bill & Rosemary. The four of us had flights out of Toulouse; the Carlough were heading to New York and Joni and I were heading to Montreal. Paul and Pam had already left us on Thursday, They were first heading to Provence for a few nights, then heading to visit friends in Megève , and finally spending a night in Paris before flying home.
Arreau is such a beautiful village, so before breakfast I took a final walk down the main street and snapped a few photos.
Looking down Arreau's main street, Route de Luchon
Morning fog rolling over the hills of Arreau as seen from our room
The rear entrance to our hotel
I won't bore you with the details of our return flight to the U.S., I'll only say we made it. And of course I agree with Dorothy who declared when she returned to Kansas that, "there's no place like home."
But there's a lot to be said for travel, so on behalf of the Aging Hippies I will say, à bientôt.
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