The house we were staying at was nestled in the hills. Hovering up there above Grenoble.
Claire and I shared a bed. With french doors that opened out into the wilderness. We had thunderstorms the first night. I've never felt so fresh and cosy all at once.
There were hiking tracks 15 minutes up the road, which led to picnics in flowered fields and an amazing array of mushroom specimens and cute farm houses.
And who would have guessed that the weather would be so perfect?