I started a new job four weeks ago.
(It is not my usual policy to blog about work-related things as I think it can get you in a whole lotta trouble if it's misconstrued but bear with me, the job reference is incidental).
During two of those weeks, I have been travelling to visit some of our manufacturing plants as part of my induction - in the South of France and the Czech Republic.
I haven't travelled for a couple of years now and I had forgotten both how fascinating and wonderful, yet challenging, it is.
My trip to Mont (near Pau - Pyrenees) in France reminded me how truly beautiful the French countryside is (soft, soft sunlight bathing the bald hills and ploughed fields), how unbelievably good the food is (I have no words, only noises, to describe it) and how difficult it is to be brave enough to use the smattering of French words I know - and I mean smattering as 'bonjour', 'merci', 'au revoir' and 'Parlez-vous l'anglais s'il vous plaît?' about covers it!

Unfortunately time didn't permit any tourist-type nosing about on my part but I've returned with the spring in my step (and both a disgusting cold and case of mild sleep deprivation - who ever sleeps well in hotels!!??) that exploring new pastures has always given me...
...as well as a fervent appreciation of my own bed.
Ah travelling...in more ways than one, it's good to have you back!
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