I flew to Provence on March 4, 2020 for what was to be a three week trip. I planned to spend two weeks at our apartment in Bonnieux and then travel to Tours for a day on my own in the Loire Valley, a four-night FAM trip in the Loire Valley, and the big French tourism meeting in Nantes. When I left on March 4, the meeting was still on! I flew home early on March 17, the first day of the strict lockdown in France. I never expected that when I locked the door of our Bonnieux home in the early morning hours of March 17 that I wouldn't be back for more than a year.
I went with friends to see the program at the Carrieres des Lumieres on March 12 (Dali and Gaudi) and had a wonderful outdoor meal in Maussane. This is the last time I've been at a restaurant!
This is the last photo I took on the afternoon of March 16, looking back down Rue Victor Hugo at our house at the end of the street. I was waiting outside the pharmacy (only three people allowed inside at a time), standing several feet away from others waiting, hoping to be able to buy a face mask and sanitizer. So much changed in the two weeks I was there.
(We will make a last-minute trip to Bonnieux when it's possible. We both have our vaccines complete, and it will be two weeks since my second shot next Saturday.)