Toulouse, France

When we arrived at Toulouse, it was already 10p.m. Unsure as to where exactly, L’hotel Sofitel was located, I began asking around and was not surprised to find a friendly French person assist me. It turned out that my brother was only one block away. Once inside my brother’s hall, Marcella and I wondered where he was since A few minutes later, we finally caught up my brother who was shocked to see us. In Toulouse, lets just say Marcella and I chilled. My brother was very generous and hospitable in giving us not only some Francs but letting us raid his bathroom.