For me, going to the Pays Basque means a little slow time, time to go on walks, to play with our kid, not minding the time, eating later, not being lived by the clock for a change and it does me good and it does my family good. Just driving up the hill, until the road stops, or a bunch of 'brebis' stops you. Giving the kid some unlimited playground time & some grandmother-time, discovering new places, new viewpoints, going to the only store in town, singing out loud with my playlist on my brisk-walks because there is nobody around. This time I even followed a yoga class, got a haircut & went swimming in the next village. It felt like a little me-time getaway without having to miss my family. Now back to our life - before our next adventure!
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