Today, I met Christelle, our real estate agent who is attempting to help us find a place to live...
We drove to a town called La Tour-d'Aigues, through a vineyard, and down a tiny windy dirt road to a quint little house. If it was just me, if would have been fine... but it's not going to work... it had so many great things, but too far away and too small... I show you anyhow.
I go study my french now.
Bisous.
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