Oh my goodness Tracey! I’m so sorry you had that flood and I hope you didn’t lose too many precious things. I’m glad there was no loss of life. When we visited in 2014 we saw the markings on buildings in Viviers showing where the water had reached. We had just lost our home to the flood in Southern Alberta, where four people died. My husband was rescued with our pets, by helicopter. So that sight really triggered him. We have been through four major floods in our 50 years together. I know what you are going through. I hope you can get everything cleaned up and back to normal soon. We had to move away from that town as the situation was too stressful. Please take good care.
Good grief, your sense of "adventure" knows no bounds. I'm content to live at the top of a gradient in the UK five minutes walk from the North Sea which regularly rips out the esplanade's railings during a winter storm, or at the very least scours the paint from them. Thanks for sharing. May your brighter weather soon return.
Thank you for a fascinating personal story interwoven with history Tracey. I read it while listening to unseasonal hard rain falling in my coastal house in Aotearoa New Zealand. I relish reading about other experiences and love feeling connecting to people living in the present and our friends in the past.
Oh my goodness Tracey! I’m so sorry you had that flood and I hope you didn’t lose too many precious things. I’m glad there was no loss of life. When we visited in 2014 we saw the markings on buildings in Viviers showing where the water had reached. We had just lost our home to the flood in Southern Alberta, where four people died. My husband was rescued with our pets, by helicopter. So that sight really triggered him. We have been through four major floods in our 50 years together. I know what you are going through. I hope you can get everything cleaned up and back to normal soon. We had to move away from that town as the situation was too stressful. Please take good care.
Good grief, your sense of "adventure" knows no bounds. I'm content to live at the top of a gradient in the UK five minutes walk from the North Sea which regularly rips out the esplanade's railings during a winter storm, or at the very least scours the paint from them. Thanks for sharing. May your brighter weather soon return.
What an experience! Thanks for sharing.
Wow! Plus ça change, eh?
Thank you for a fascinating personal story interwoven with history Tracey. I read it while listening to unseasonal hard rain falling in my coastal house in Aotearoa New Zealand. I relish reading about other experiences and love feeling connecting to people living in the present and our friends in the past.