My knowledge when I wrote this post, claiming a wedding near Montauban was the furthest south I was going this summer, was incomplete. I was, in fact, going much further south than that.
Beyond Carcassonne, to Chateau Rieutort, near Montpellier.
If you don’t know Carcassonne (or the excellent board game by the same name), it is a breathtakingly beautiful walled city in the south of France. On the way past, I stopped to take these photos from the autoroute viewing points, so you don’t have to.
Because of the (at least) five-hour drive, I checked into a B&B the day before the wedding, so I could be fresh on the day.
I arrived at the chateau and was greeted by the largest groomsmen I’ve seen this year. (Rugby players, as it turned out.) Here’s where I set up for the welcome drinks and wedding ceremony…
After a very emotional service and handfasting, I moved through for cocktails. I shot some video and I’ll put something together soon. I just have to focus on my last French wedding this year and then have a small matter of moving to the UK, next week.
Thank you to Amy and Ben, for having me along (finally) for your re-wedding. Sorry to hear about the goldfish and huge congratulations on the dog! I wish you all the best for a long and happy future!
