«Est-ce qu'on est en France?» was our 4-year-old son Declan's refrain for almost 2 weeks before we actually got here due to the convoluted route we took.
Having rented out our apartment earlier than our own departure, we had to vacate it and find something to do for a week or so, so we trundled off to Waterloo for New Year's Eve celebrations with a long-time friend.
So from our departure from Mile-End in Montreal to our arrival here in Collioure, in the Southwest of France, we were on 5 trains, in two minivans, on one plane, in two airports, 3 train stations, a few taxis... and the whole thing took 11 days. Declan is sure to believe that Collioure is further than the moon for a decade or so.
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