Residence Le Hameau du Mottaret
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... this week, so fingers crossed we will go skiing. Last Thursday we went to the local pub, nicknamed 'Blue Bar' purely because the outside light is blue- makes sense I guess. I walked up with hopes that quickly dissolved when I saw that there was only 4 people and the barmaid. A few 'vin rose' later and I thought it was time to head across to where a painfully attractive man was sat. Attempted to speak some French and he tried to speak some English. ...
... Buffet the night before I left. Me and all of my sisters were there which was good as the next time I see them will be one week before my sisters wedding at a bridesmaid dress fitting!!! Photos attached! I'm hopefully going to transfer to the Italy site for summer 2015 which will be amazing as I'll have my weekends to travel around the country. Nothing else to ...
Car unpacked and sold.....26,000km and eight months of loyal service! Now all we have to do is cull all this stuff we have accumulated. We're hoping to find a charity shop in Annecy that will take it all......shoes & clothes, chiller bag, thermos flask, pillows etc etc. The good thing about having a car ...
... sound of cowbells and sheep bells was common everywhere we went. Very peaceful. We were rarely near any roads or the sound of cars. On some stretches of the trail we saw no one for an hour or two.
We reached another very high mountain pass that took us from France into Italy. Switched from saying "bonjour" to everyone to "buongiorno" Stopped for lunch and were treated to some of ...
... limited budget of mostly unemployed, carefree hippies. Triumphantly squashing everything into Kajo’s backpack we would continue to the nearby park and spend hours alternating between Italian lessons on sun-flooded patches of grass and sprawling under leafy boughs for afternoon siestas.
Of course, the days drew to an inevitable close and very soon I was once again waving goodbye from the inside of a bus: less rain-sodden jacket sleeves, more t-shirt tans and flip ...