As mentioned, I headed to Aix-en-Provence to carry out les états des lieux in our new home.
As I waited for the landlord to open the portail I heard a crested tit singing – and then saw it right by the front gate. I think I might enjoy living in this part of the world.
Then it was time for les états des lieux. You might remember I had to do it when we moved into our current flat in the 6eme.
This one was similar – everything was in a bon état – but the house is in need of a good clean. I think Cath and I will come back next week to do that ahead of the actual removal date.
Les états des lieux done and le bail signed, the landlord handed over the keys and the blipper for the gate.
I headed back to Lyon to sort out a removal date.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 