The year 2000 was pretty good, I was 42. I finally got my driving licence! I was on the last year of my degree after eight years so the end was in sight. On the strength of the exams I'd already passed I got the job I really wanted.
That summer my husband, myself and our five-year-old daughter went to the south of France. It was only the second time I'd been abroad and we drove from north to south through beautiful scenery and camped every night.
I remember wonderful chateaux, fields of sunflowers, mountains and beaches. We drove into the Pyrenees and had lunch in Andorra with our first taste of pastis. Not our last either! Beautiful medieval Carcassone and all the little French villages with their markets full of fresh food, cheese and the most amazing bread.
We stayed in a tiny gite when we got to the south, with three floors and scary steep stairs. After exploring or taking out little girl on the beach, we made dinner in its tiny kitchen and ate on a tiny balcony with grapes painted on the walls. So many French wines, so little time.
A very good year. Thanks for asking, I enjoyed remembering that.