Waiting for my friends to pick me up in their rental Nissan, I took a picture of my boot.
They drove me to a market near Quillan, SE of Toulouse.
They bought some fried duck fat, which they love. The rest was sausage and cheese and bread and apricots and wine. The rest was moon which, as I write, has yet to appear over the Pyrenees foothills east of Quillan. The last time I saw it so full was in Puerto Moreles, where we debated over tonight or tomorrow night for the fullest, though I can always tell.
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Oh who doesn't take a pic of their boot while waiting for friends in Toulouse! That's sooooo 2014.
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