We have arrived in Leran, our house-hunting headquarters for the coming month. We missed the blizzard of a few days ago, but remnants of several feet-high snow drifts remain along the edges of the roads. The skies were clearing as we drove towards the Pyrenees and the fields were strikingly green for late January. Our rental car turned out not to be a Twingo but instead a Renault Elf. We laugh about whether good old boy Americans would ever be caught dead driving some of the names of cars here....I mean, Doug driving an "Elf"...go figure. We stopped in Mirepoix to see if our immobilier Lizzie's was around but she was nowhere to be had, so called Alan and Eileen to give them a heads-up of our impending arrival. They welcomed us into their Leran home and we have an entire floor to ourselves, and after Sunday when they leave we will have the entire house. We met them at the B&B last spring when they were shopping for their piece of paradise. Since their purchase, they have been coming from Britain about once a month and loving every minute here. They said they know more people here than back home in their village. Lizzie called to invite us all for a drink and "natter" this evening and has arranged some house showings for tomorrow, so the search has begun dear friends.