Traveling fat

The count-down has begun.  

My calendar proclaims at the top of each page the number of weeks remaining until we get on a plane and fly from San Francisco to Frankfurt to Toulouse, pick up a car and drive the remaining kilometers to Arrens-Marsous, site of the ancestral home.

In 8 weeks, we will be there, unlocking the front door with our own keys, inhabiting the house by ourselves for the first time.

Eight weeks!

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