Imagine coming down a very steep, single lane road from the Cadrieu Mairie, as this sight comes into view. That first time certainly took my breath away! We pulled into the drive of the Chatette in Stu's rattling white work truck that all the French artisans seem to have.
I was greeted by an overgrown jungle. It was really hard to tell much about the house.
We tried to look in the windows since it was being rented, but that didn't work either. To me, it looked like a little cabin in the woods.
Prior to the 2002 purchase, I came back at Easter of 2001 to see the house again. The next visit before the purchase was November 2001, when my sister and her husband came with me so I could sign the intent to purchase.
It still amazes me that it all really happened. Throughout the rest of the week, I'll ponder a little more and write as I go, still pinching myself all the way.
Happy Tuesday!
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