Though I had gone to high school for a year in Tournon-sur-Rhône, my parents had not yet met my host family. Five years later, they joined me on a trip to Paris and several places in southern France, visiting friends I hadn’t seen in a couple years. I had visited in 2002 also, but that was before I had a digital camera or wrote blogs.

We had a lovely few days in Paris, then took the train south where they finally met Gérard and Maryse Montalon in person.

I was fortunate to see some of my other friends while we were there.