Food shopping; also known as these boots are meant for hiking...

[View to the southwest of our upstairs patio...I think it's southwest...]

[Neighbors.]

On our first few days at the house, I spent my time going back and forth from cleaning, unpacking, and making trips back and forth to Migros, which is our new local supermarket. It is also in a mall. Which is 1.5 miles down the mountain. Which isn't so bad. Until you go to bring the groceries 1.5 miles back up the mountain. Granted, we are in the foot of the Jura Mountains, but nonetheless, it's still all uphill to get from the Val Thoiry back to our place, which is no small feat. The walk however makes it all worth it...

[This house is from 1660.]

[Personal vineyard.]

Hello Thoiry!

On April 17th, with the help of our good friend Edgar, we moved all of our stuff into our new house in Thoiry. It took all day, but we were able to get everything out of Ferney except for our bikes. We celebrated with some drinks on the upstairs patio before calling it a night.

[GO FLYERS! BEAT THE BRUINS! AND GO PHILS! BEAT EVERYBODY!]

The next morning we headed out to the Thoiry market for the first time in awhile, and the first time as Thoiry-sians.

[Look ma - no sidewalks!]

After procuring some goodies at the Thoiry market, we met up with Kim and Derek who had us over for a very special "Welcome to Thoiry" brunch at their house, complete with mimosas and vegan crepes. A little birdie must have told them that Philly girls love mimosas with their Sunday brunch!

Thank you so much to everyone who has helped us in our moving process over the last four months - so many of you have done so many things, be them little or big, that have helped us in more ways than you know. We're so lucky to have such wonderful friends.

Goodbye Ferney-Voltaire...

It's been long overdo since I've updated the blog, or had the opportunity to bid Ferney-Voltaire a fond farewell. The last week in Ferney was a bit hectic with re-packing all of our somewhat recently unpacked items, and buying things for the house in Thoiry like toilet paper, trashcans, a blueberry bush named "Pee Wee" and an olive tree named "Olive Oil." Luckily we were able to hit up the market on our next to last Saturday with Kim and Derek before the craziness began...

[Checking out the foie gras.]

And with that last little bit of calm and la luc (sp?) olives, let move #4 in as many months commence!!!