We tend to sit down for dinner each night by around eight and get to bed by around eleven. Now that JC's finished her book (she didn't bring a spare) she's straight off to sleep. Me, with plenty on the Kindle, normally read for a while. Actually, for someone who professes to normally turn in early, she's quite happy to read until midnight.
Found a good restaurant last night. This made a nice change because over the last four days we've had pizza three times (twice by choice; the third enforced by where we were) and one dodgy Vietnamese. To start we had some huge gambas cooked with pastis, garlic and parsley. To follow, I had the fricassee of duck breast with ceps and julienne vegetables whilst JC tucked into the beef kebab skewers. This was washed down with a nice bottle of red from La Clape estate near Narbonne ( must be getting closer to 'home'). Profiteroles for her and an unusual tarte aux something for me. Very nice. Excellent host too.
We still wake up starving tho! (Something to do with burning upwards of 4,000 calories per day.)
Sitting close to us last night was an American couple: both men in their sixties. They had this really embarrassing ritual. As each course arrived they tasted it, in sinc, put down their cutlery (again, in sinc), did a 'Hi Fives' followed by a 'knuckle touch'. So they did this three times. In public!

We wake by around 7.30. Breakfasted by 8.15 ish. Packed and on our way by soon after nine. We tend not to stop for proper lunch but tend to snack along the way on chocolate, cake and raisins. (It seems you can eat as choccy as you want when spend all day on a bike.)

WW/Bee - Jackie says thanks for your kind messages of support.

Today is our only day that we'll not be cycling all day. We've dashed along to Foix, a distance of just 45K. Got here by just turned eleven in the morning and booked into lodgings.
The ride was fairly prosaic but the last five kilometres were amazing. We came over the top of this col only to see the ancient city of Foix way below us. The road surface was good and the bends were shallow enough to whiz round at full speed. It was even possible to get in a few frantic revs of the pedals between bends. Never descended for so long and at such speed before. Exhilarating!
So we had an afternoon to do the touristy bit. Plat de jour first, then climbed up to the top of one of the three iconic towers that dominate the Foix skyline. Then we looked around the old town and 9th century Church of St Volusien. JC found a novel to buy.

I fear that the half day off might cause the legs to stiffen up. I hope not coz it looks a long climb outta this place.

The plan now is to head north east. Probably staying in Limoux tomorrow night and hopefully reaching Carcassonne by Thursday evening. That should put us in reasonable striking distance of our final destination. St Chinian.