Barcelona had been a whirl wind and now everything was about to change. Things were about to become much more relaxed and less of a fever dream and a rush. The last day with Angela we spent back in Carcassonne. The rain was heavy covering the skies with grey and gloomy clouds. I didn't mind though. I like the rain. We photographed as it poured at a little park with roses. A security gaurd eyeing us heavily had us shooting quickly. Angela was drenched in water with her long hair soaking. "A" wasn't pleased. He stood around in the rain waiting for us to finish.
It was our last day though and I knew we needed to fill it. It's always sad to say goodbye to friends especially one's who live so far. When you travel with people you really bond with them even if you only see them every so often. Everytime we see Angela in Europe we always feel like we just saw her a week ago. The three of us just blend so well together and we have so much fun. We have conversations where we laugh, and we had conversations where we cried. It's just a blend of emotions and it feels perfect.
We walked the streets that Angela seems to know so well. The rain forming puddles on the ground. We stopped at a small bakery to get croissaints and goodies. The bakery had a quiant little room on the second floor and it reminded me of a place that hobbits would eat.
Next we could climb the hill to the top of a castle. Where we would explore and continue taking pictures. During one of our shots I had Angela wear my hat, but the wind was heavy and it blew away. I watched as my hat caught wind from way above a little tower on the castle. It flew into the long grass and became one with the castle. Much to far to run and catch it I laughed as it blew away. I guess I left a part of me in Carcassonne I joked. The scene reminded me of a painting.
We sadly said our goodbyes in the rain. The weather was fitting for our departure. It had been a glorious few days with friends in France in Barcelona.
Alas, the adventure had to go on. We found ourselves heading for London to meet with my sisters family and my sweet Juby. Our husbands had a work convention to attend and my sister, Juby and I would spend a few fun days together on the streets of London.
The weather in London was tempermental. Raining buckets one minute then sunny skies the next. I had to constantly take my jacket off and put it back on. The days suddenly became about the aventures of Juby. I snapped her as she strolled a kids store, played at a playground, fed ducks and explored little gardens.
We even visited the Harry Potter tour. Juby is much too young to have understood anything she was seeing but my sister and I having grown up on Harry Potter were delighted.