A Second Balcony View.
A transition day and, thankfully, our trains weren't cancelled this time, delivering us efficiently and comfortably to Carcassonne via Marseilles. However, the weather decided to go into transition too. The further west we travelled, the heavier the clouds became - until by the time we arrived, it was raining. It never stopped all afternoon and evening. Spirits were literally dampened, not helped by the onset of a sore throat and a sniffle. We didn't venture far. It turned into a Netflix evening.