Whilst not as charming as Bordeaux in my eyes, the fourth biggest city in France has a lot going for it and a really unique feel.
Pale red bricks give Toulouse its signature distinct look, and the city was buzzing with life on the hot summer weekend we visited.
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It's no Seine, but a walk along the river is a lovely thing to do in Toulouse, particularly along or underneath the Pont Neuf bridge.
It's entitled "Girl perusing market." (Copyright Amber Bartlett 2015.)
Our fave place of worship, however, was the Couvent des Jacobins. The main church is nice, but what we really liked was the cloisters, which is free to enter if you're a student. (Sssshhhh I'm still a student as far as this is concerned.)
We sat in the peaceful calm, out of the hustle and bustle of the city, soaking up some sunshine for a long time. It was blissful.
Amber and I were lucky enough to be staying with Amber's lovely friend Cédric and his family who kindly took us out on a day-trip from Toulouse: we went to the medieval citadel of Carcassonne, which was just an hour's drive away.