Well, actually not quite yet...
Three weeks from today, I'll be on the plane, on my way to a new life.
For those of you who haven't heard yet, Guillaume and I are moving to the Pyrenees, to a village of 400 called Les Angles. In the 1960's, this village re-invented itself in order to survive as a family ski resort and now welcomes 15,000 tourists at a time at high season.
Guillaume's brother and sister-in-law have bought two small grocery stores there and have asked us to join them in this new adventure. Guillaume actually left a month ago and I will join him/them right after Thanksgiving.
We are situated about a mile high, 100 kilometers from the Mediterranean and about a 30 or 40 mintue drive to Spain. Apparently, a large percentage of the visitors to the ski resort are Spanish, and of these, many speak Catalan first, Spanish second.
Guillaume tells me there is already snow on the mountain and they expect to open the season sometime in the next 2 to 3 weeks.
So here I go, full of optimism and hope and questions into a new life, and although still in France, in some ways, i think a new culture as well. So I've decided to start a blog to share my impressions of my new life and surroundings.
So stay tuned here if you're interested....