Friday, 21 April 2017 to Thursday, 27 April 2017
Today we came a cropper….There’s a little place called Marseillan, about 15km from Séte, which seems really lovely so we were going to take ourselves there today, even maybe stay for supper. But carefully laid out plans do not always materialise, as we would find out, but I’m getting ahead of myself… Continue reading
Monthly Archives: April 2017
It was Good Friday, and what a good Friday it turned out to be!
Friday, 14 April 2017 to Thursday, 20 April 2017
This morning was Good Friday, and what a good Friday in turned out to be! We were on our way out the building for a walk when a cursory glance towards the mailbox revealed two white envelopes with our names on. Turns out it was the acknowledgement of receipt from the OFII (French Office of Immigration and Integration) in Montpellier advising that they had indeed received and processed our documentation we posted to them a while back. Truth be told, we were rather worried about this step in the process so you can imagine our sincerest relief when we found these envelopes. As Neil Armstrong would have said “A small step for mankind, a giant leap for this man and woman…”, or something like that. Continue reading
Picnic on la plage and watching la grosse enfant leave Séte
Friday, 7 April 2017 to Thursday, 13 April 2017
Today we read and relaxed most of the day, trying to recover our energy spent on our amazing trip to Beziers and the Canal du Midi yesterday. It was late afternoon, actually early evening, when we went for our first ever walk around the harbour area and along the breakwater all the way to the Saint Louis Lighthouse. To ones left is the marina stocked with plenty of yachts – some fancy some ordinary – and to ones right is the ocean. Continue reading
Visiting beautiful Beziers and watching the locks open and close… on Canal du Midi
Friday, 31 March 2017 to Thursday, 6 April 2017
I woke up this morning, still in a slumber, when I heard a soft chiming go… damn… damn… damn… damn, it sounded like a xylophone gently being prodded by soft mallets, over and over again, on the same bar. I was not about to go searching for the musician so decided to live with it. When Adri finally came to she said something to the effect of ”Oh listen , someone’s alarm is going off”. Yea, you guessed it, it was hers! Continue reading