We really had 2 home coming : one in London and one in Annecy
The coming home feeling was in London. Except for Stephane who had escaped the bug in Agra, we were still sick and looked a bit yellow and stonned ! Thankfully Tim and Camilla rescued us. They were our London home and we can't thank them enough for that !
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But the real home coming was in Annecy of course ! Brother, sisters, cousins
parents were all there to help us feel that this was going to be our new home.
parents were all there to help us feel that this was going to be our new home.
"Mum, when are you going to bring me home ?" That's the question Thomas seems to ask us hours after the arrival in Grenoble ( not quite yet in Annecy !), as he builds his own home!
We still can't believe this is the last flight with 70 kg luggage (including a 20kg marble table from Agra. We have as much luggage as children in weight)... we are about to go through the arrival gate in Lyon...all the family is expecting just behind ( but, of course, I don't have pictures of the getting together... too busy hugging !). Thomas is really fed up !
