September 2014 marked the beginning of a life-changing journey for the Foster clan. Our first home abroad was the village of Cruzy in the Hérault department in southern France. Population <900, super sleepy and far from the hectic pace of the Bay area we left behind. We needed a quiet spot to tuck in and focus. With several months of startup madness ahead of us, we had to be within a reasonable proximity to Scotland as the guys would be hopping back and forth quite a bit.
There weren't many other children in Cruzy, but we had a park! We also had an amazing pâtisserie and probably ate way too many pain au chocolat (chocolate croissants). OK I know we ate too many because of the disapproving looks from the local grand-mère squad as we'd shuffle home with enough for the whole house, multiple times a week. DON'T JUDGE THEY WERE AMAZING.
Luckily we found a pretty great space to pass the time. The house was large enough to easily accommodate 7 adults and 3 kids, with a few different communal spaces to keep us all together but out of each other's hair.
This endeavor was only made possible by having extra family support. I will forever be grateful to my (other) amazing sister in-law, Susan!!! Acclimating to new countries with small kids in tow was more of a challenge than I'd expected.
It really puts life into perspective when a child is over the moon about hopping tree stumps, yet utterly unimpressed strolling streets older than the French revolution or having his first Michelin dining experience.
Most days for the guys were all about keeping heads down and focused on moving the company forward. Lots of meetings, pitches, prototyping, and more late nights than not fueled by scotch, espresso and sheer tenacity.
Have you spent time in south France? I'd love to hear about your adventures as well!