When I woke this morning my head was pounding and I was totally stressed. After talking with Ken and getting a few ideas how to handle the volcano situation I went downstairs had some breakfast which included a very good cup of coffee. Feeling better already, heading down the nearest street to get me to the center of "old town", it was shocking to see that the street I had chosen was lined with ladies of questionable lines of employment... (at 10am, none the less)! Obviously I didn't stop to take pictures. Feeling a bit disappointed, but pushing on, came upon a beautiful little square with a fountain and some great sculptures and old folks sitting on benches. Getting Better!
As you can tell by the photos that the day just kept getting better with every turn. I came upon the Musee des Augustins. I immediately realized this was the reason I'd ended up in Toulouse. This place had me in tears it was so beautiful. The last photo says it all.