More specifically, Montpellier was the starting point for Stage 12 of the cycling race (Montpellier – Mont Ventoux). First, a parade of sponsors drove through with gifts for the kiddies, music and a huge crowd…
A few months ago, my lovely friend Nicole told me she was coming to Europe – specifically to Spain. This was of course very exciting because she would be super close and we could catch up together. The last time I saw Nicole we were exploring Oslo together and we had such a great time, she’s one of my favourite people to travel with: so calm, friendly and happy to take a chance.
Not long after giving me some vague details about her plans, she asked if Tom and I would be interested in doing a bike tour, to which we responded with a healthy “YES PLEASE”. After looking at a few route options, Nicole suggested the Pirinexus Ruta and that’s how we found ourselves cycling through the Pyrénées from Spain to France in May.
Last weekend my oldest friend in the world and her husband spent a few days with us. They have been living in Paris for the last six months or so, and I can’t believe this was the first time we have seen them since they have been in Europe!
We decided to rent a car between the four of us and drive down to Carcassonne and spend Saturday night there. The weather was dreadful, but it was just so nice to catch up and explore somewhere new together that it didn’t really matter. Carcassonne is a beautiful mediaeval fortress and citadel/castle built over hundreds of years and a wonderful little place to wander through.
I’ve known Jen since we were babies together and our mothers are very good friends back home in Melbourne. We will hopefully be able to return the visit next month when Calexico play in Paris.
A little while ago Tom and I took a trip to Montpellier in France so that Tom could attend a job interview and see the lab/facilities at IRD. I took a few photos on that occasion but I never posted about it.
When they offered Tom the job, we had to make a few decisions very quickly and so in a very short space of time I quit my job; we found new tenants for our German flat and we started to make plans for removalists. Critically, we also had to organise our attendance at a wedding in the Scottish Highlands and the start of my Ironhack web development course in Barcelona. Continue reading Moving to France→