Toulouse is magical.
Quintessential France, with the splendor of Paris – but not overrun with fanny pack touting tourists.
If you only have one day to explore Toulouse, as I did, then your main objective should be to simply embrace this french wonderland. Go right to the historic center, fuel up with a buttery, flakey croissant and strong french press espresso and spend your day strolling the cobble stone streets.
We stumbled upon Place Wilson and I squealed with delight at the chic cafes pouring onto the square. Hop from square to square, enjoying the aroma of the differing shops, the fresh flowers blooming out of one and macaroons lining the walls of another. Every turn will lead to a new discovery – a row of designer fashion stores sprinkled with pastry and coffee shops. It is so easy to let the magic of Toulouse overtake you, but make sure you eventually make it over to the river for a snapshot.
I left my heart in Toulouse- Have a croque madam for me, and finish it off with a nutella and banana crepe.
