Leaving Toulouse...getting lost again...

My goodness, the streets in Toulouse are nightmarishly skinny, especially whilst we are getting used to the new car.  It is an Opel Meriva, manual and larger than we expected.

We made it out of town and headed for Le Cite de l'Espace, which is a museum about space, weather, satellites and related things.  It was exceptionally well done.  Everything was interactive so you could moon walk, you could set the frequencies to get clear satellite pictures and there were lots of games to teach you how things work.  You could also be a weather presenter using the blue screen technology so you were waving your hands around trying to look like you are pointing at a particular place - neither of us indulged in that!  I guess it was aimed at kids but we both thought it was brilliant.  Masses of people but the crowds flowed through quite well so there was no queuing.

From there we headed off to our accommodation for the night which was just 5 kms out of Carcassonne.  Nearing our destination, we were again driving in very narrow streets, relying on the GPS for directions.  We struggled to find it despite loading the name, and later the latitude and longitude into the GPS and I was starting to despair as we went around and around these country lanes.  In the end Allan asked someone and it turned out that we were parked up right outside the place -d'oh!

Shortly after we checked in, we headed into Carcassonne to check out the medieval city.  Turns out we didn't find that, but we walked around the old town.  So quaint, with tiny, tiny little streets but so much charm.  Just before we got back to the car, there was a massive electrical storm, with huge hailstones, so we got quite wet.

Navigating the narrow streets in the pouring rain was just horrendous and we got lost again, just by not being able to get into the right lane at the right time.  Suffice to say that by the time we got out of town, communication between the driver and the navigator was getting a little fraught!

I am not inspired to have a go at driving in the cities, or on the motorways where the speed limit is 130 kph, even though we paid extra to register me as an additional driver.

Our accommodation itself deserves a separate post so will stop here.