Before we had even imagined we would own a caravan, let alone live in at as often as we do, we celebrated 20 years of marriage with a European holiday.
It was the stuff of dreams … four childless weeks and our first taste of a European holiday. We expected to enjoy France and love Switzerland. We loouuved France. Our first night was spent at the Melbourne Airport (then) Hilton, while Qantas fixed our plane … typically a bummer but when you’ve got a month and you get to hang out under 5 stars, we didn’t complain. Only downside was being robbed of half our time with Steph’ and Pieter in Berlin.
The posts that follow are short recollections with a smattering of photos ...