March 22, 2013

Returning to the Languedoc

Blue shutters

Our trip down to the Languedoc earlier this month, admittedly, filled us with a mild sense of dread.

When we moved over a year ago, we were feeling disheartened by many aspects of life there. That, combined with how smoothly we transitioned into a new life in Normandy, left us thinking that we never wanted to return.

But return we did. Our house needed to be cleaned up to get ready to sell and we really wanted to see our friends, the one remnant of our former life that we truly missed.

Cherry blossoms. #Languedoc

Next to the Canal Du Midi. #languedoc

The sense of dread disappeared the minute we drove into the village and parked our car. Our neighbor was out walking her dog, with two of the village cats trailing behind. She rushed over to give us the requisite bisous and welcomed us back. I think it was just what we needed.
Returning felt good. And it felt right.

That, combined with the fact that our friends had turned on the heating in our house that morning, meant that we were able to walk in, get the cat and the dog settled, and start making dinner. It was like we had never left.

Carcassonne Ramparts

Beautiful blue skies, but freezing cold wind. Typical #Languedoc winter weather. Brrrr!!!!

Our time in the Languedoc couldn't have been better (other than the weather).
Two and a half weeks of walking in the vineyards, visiting our old haunts, discovering new places and being wined and dined by good friends.

Now we have two places in France to call home.

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