And so, it has come to this…
We are now going back to where we don’t drive on the right, the weather isn’t the same day in and day out, the coffee not universally ordinary and the March flies don’t start biting in late August.
Last week was a week of melancholy reflection, this week was all logistics of cleaning, planning, packing, shipping, extracting ourselves from our lease and, finally, heading ff to spend our last night in Nice, which involved food & wine
Evenings walk
Morning swim
Then off to the airport
Writing this has not just been a way to stay in touch with family and friends but has encouraged us to look back every week or two on what we have been doing.
We feel incredibly fortunate to be able to do this, but we also just set out to do something special and a bit audacious, and we feel it has been as good as it could have been – that is, really special!
And looking back over these 6 months, whether it was at the start in Nice
On our bikes locally
In Paris
On the beach
In the hills
On the azure coast
In Piedmont
Col d’Izoard
At le tour de France
In Marseille
In the streets of Fayence
Or back in Nice
We always seemed to be smiling (all the way to our toes)
Now, next plan is to carry some of all this with us as we move on the life and other adventures
Thanks for tuning in....
