North of the Pyrenees I touch down in France. In the valley of the river Garonne. In the city of Toulouse.

A stern lady watches over my path.

Time seems to slow down. I stroll along the river bank, where people eat lunch, bath in the sun or read a book.

I cross the bridge. Small restaurants wait for customers.

Some shops offer accessories.

Others offer looks.

Near a fountain boys play in the sun, while girls take pictures from the shade.

Someone else takes a picture of a book.

Arabia, Africa and Europe seem to meet in this streets.

I reach the Canal …

… watched through shaded windows.

At a church …

… the gate invites me …

… to look inside.

Beautiful.