We have bid "adieu" to France and the maison in the country. The last guests came and went and, after worrying they would be a handful, turned out to be the easiest all summer. The owners' family returned from Thailand just hours after the guests departed. Our final week was uneventful aside from the car breaking down, injuring the family dog with a bicycle, and the kids bringing back a communicable skin infection complete with oozing sores. It was time to hit the road.
We couldn't go straight to South Africa, or stay in the Schengen region, to keep the visa police happy on both ends, so here we sit in jolly Olde England with surprisingly warm and sunny weather. We're renting a flat on the outskirts of London for a couple of weeks before we make our way south. The original plan was to meet up with family here, but it just didn't work out in the end. The Paralympics are in their final days and we've already made it into downtown London to catch the festivities.
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| Paralympics big screen in Trafalgar Square. |
It's a bit surprising what a relief it is to be able to communicate with people. After 4 months in countries where we don't speak the language, we've just become accustomed to muddled communication. Even Blogger is speaking English to us again!
We'll be laying low for the next few days as we decompress from our summer experience and catching up on blog posts that have yet to see the light of day!
