We made it and were welcomed in Burgundy with wine (Marco’s Volnay, bien sur) and an incredible plate of cheeses at Charlotte’s house with the whole gang.
What joie to be together again, especially as it doesn’t feel like a year has gone,but rather a day. Then we went over to Franck’s parents tonight for one of Franck’s Dad’s amazing homemade pizzas while the cousins talked and played and then came home to find Martial had dropped off a huge anmd gorgeously smelly bag of cheeses from the Jura (where he has to go to a meeting every Monday) on our doorstep. Ah ma Bourgogne, je vous aime…will write more tomorrow about the trip itself, and hopefully add some photos too.
Bises from Burgundy.