It's been a few weeks since I've been in the big city so today Kate and I took the train to Toulouse. First stop, a little retail therapy at Galeries Lafayette where we sniffed lavender-scented candles, fondled cashmere blankets and looked with longing at twinkling modern versions of classic chandeliers.
It was bitingly cold today and all the small kids out on field trips were so heavily bundled up that the smallest ones could hardly stand up.
Rows of wooden chalets had transformed the main square into an Alpine village. We cupped our hands around plastic glasses of spicy vin chaud as we wandered around. Because he looked so exactly like the drawing of him, we photographed this foie gras seller.