There are those occasions when you prepare for an event only to find the destination under construction. So it was with the journey to Auch to see the statue of d'Artagnan. We were 35 meters above the river Gers and 374 steps removed from the banks. Nevertheless, with the sun at my back and drinking water awaiting post-climb, I made the journey up the temporary arrangement which allowed the viewing of the original construction of archways for fountains.
Sometimes a trip is worth the value of its destination. At other times, it is the journey which makes the memory. So it has been with me. "I've come to Paris to join the Musketeers."
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