Ok, so I wasn’t able to write on the train from Toulouse to Lourdes because I was in a compartment with a really nice French guy and his sweet boxer named Max.
Yes, it did occur to me that I was literally cornered by this guy and his potentially lethal dog, but all went well, and I got to speak French for two hours! Phew! He was really nice about repeating himself and rewording sentences so a three year old could understand. I also told him I was Canadian (I HATE talking politics, that that’s everyone’s favorite subject with Americans) so that led to a discussion as to how big Canada is (as it turns out, it’s bigger than France (and they say Americans are bad a geography…sheesh))
I got to Lourdes, asked someone how to get to the tourists’ office and found my hotel. The hotel is really weird. I walk in and there’s religious memorabilia EVERYWHERE, not to mention the fact that the guy was watching porn. AND as it turns out I accidentally booked the room for LAST night…my bad…so I start to freak out a little (not a lot of hotel options in Lourdes after October 15th), but the guy has a room for me!!! Praise Jesus! (Who is literally surrounding me at this point)
I’m in this teeny tiny room that’s a little sketchy, but I’ve been in worse. So no big deal.
I decide to leave the room for a stroll and walk passed insane amounts of gift shops to arrive at the cathedral. I was expecting the area to be little more mountainous, but it was more like being in a valley. That being said, it was really nice to see the Pyrenees off in the distance. I think I will always feel closer to home when I see unflat country side. I always assumed the church was nestled in the hills, but it was more just placed there…While it was epically amazing I can’t help but feel if Disney were to create a church, Lourdes would be it.
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