“My brother and I surprised our mum with a last-minute birthday trip.”
She thought we were coming over for dinner. Instead we handed her a boarding pass and drove straight to the airport the next morning. Toulouse in April is absurd — the brick goes pink at about seven in the evening and nobody is in a hurry. We spent two weeks walking the river, eating far too much cassoulet, and taking day trips out to the hill towns. None of it would have happened at the fare I saw in February. The alert landed on a Tuesday and I booked it before I had finished my coffee.