Best Hotel Montpellier Est
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... good choice with the heavy rain they were experiencing.
Friday 18th – Well with the kids at school for
a full day, Maddi dropped off in the car as the end of the week was starting to
show its colours. Corban was walked to school at his usual time even though he
had misplaced his pencil case and his cahier liaison (teacher/parent message
book) Corban still has to put his canteen card in at the beginning of day so a
meal is ...
... well-preserved, with a pleasant, busy atmosphere. When tourist sites get too busy in summer, there are several lovely gardens in which to take time to relax and unwind in the sunshine.
Of course, with the seaside not very far away, you may wish to relax on a beach instead, but with so much to do in this area you will ...
... review will be interesting.
Wednesday 16th – Normal Wednesdays are showing signs of resuming. With kids at school the three adults spent the morning doing a few things to get the house back in order. Tom was editor and chief and read the blog to make it grammatically correct, he does like his short sentences. Lunch time soon arrives so with Corban picked up and Maddi heading off to Gaia’s the sports afternoon began. Corban was taken to rugby ...
... went shopping for a short time to get some
essentials. Maddi was picked up around 5pm and brought home to get changed
before we headed out to Sasha and Jean-Luc’s for a dash of babysitting. With
Sasha and Jean-Luc not having been out together without the kids for four years
it was time for them to do this, so with a little encouragement they took
tonight as the night to celebrate birthdays and wedding anniversaries which are
all around this time. ...
I don't know if was a tear falling down my cheek at the thought of leaving Provence, or whether a raindrop had dropped on my head and trickled down my by-now tan coloured freckled face, but we were sad to be leaving Provence. With some in trepidation and more driving by Nicky, who by the way has become fully versed in French road etiquette (i.e. There is none!), we set off and headed in a North Westerly direction to the walled City ...