It's evening where I am in Bretagne, France. So weird here as there's still some light at 10:30 pm. I guess it's the latitude.

Last night I had quite the meltdown after a triggering day. Poor Hubby was a bit scared from it. Long story short, this part of France isn't for us, nor was Bordeaux and the areas in between. We both decided to start looking seriously at settling long-term (or permanently) in Czech Republic. As the days passed, we (especially I) noted that things in Czech Republic seemed better. Big things and really little ones, too. Yes, Czech will be harder for me to learn, but it's best one of us speaks the language fluently. I found in France that Hubby's French was lesser than I expected. We have no support in France or really even the US. It's clearer how much more we have in CZ. It's like a Dorothy of the Wizard of Oz movie eventual moment, for us both. And now that I know what language to really study, I'll put my all into it...finally.

There are eight more days to our trip. I wish we could head home tomorrow, but we'll probably ride this trip out to the end. Seems such a waste! Home? Yes, Czech Republic feels like home.