Moving in
I moved to France twenty years ago this month. So I had a look at my diary for 1985. Seems my main problem was changing the plugs over. It also snowed, a lot. It never snows here. For the first few days I didn’t have a cooker or a fridge. Not that lack of fridge was a problem in those weather conditions. Though we did miss hot food. We lived on the second floor (third for the U.S.), I doubt I could run up and down those stairs now. It all seems like a few weeks ago in some ways.