Bagneres de Bigorre

We have realised what a punishing schedule we have set for ourselves in the last few days and have decided that we really should be in 'career break' mode and have settled in Bagneres de Bigorre for a few days. David managed to see a shooting star in the night sky and so we both point our chairs in the direction of the last one, and when Helen is just looking the wrong way, David sees the second and final one of the night (and indeed the few nights we've stayed in BdB). Bagneres is on the edge of the Pyranees still, and one afternoon we decide to ascent the lower heights of the range. Despite the looming black clouds, there's enough blue sky to make a pair of sailors trousers, so we think we'll be ok, and thankfully we were. We meet a woman on our way back down who looks at amazement at our flip flops while asking is it safe to continue the ascent?
On the way to the car we go past what David thinks is initially an art gallery, but is in fact a marble museum; not the kind some of us used to play at break and lunchtime at school, but the granite kind. We decide to give this a miss despite the fact that we actually love marble/granite surfaces, as in the kitchen we installed in Clarence Avenue, BUT there is a limit to wanting to look at interesting flecks and shapes of the stuff – in fact it reminds David of the pencil museum in England that Kev always mockingly suggests a visit may be worthwhile.