My husband, Joe, and I were off the grid, deep in the countryside of southwestern France. The autumn weather had turned decidedly cold under steely gray skies and thick cloud cover–certainly not conducive to lifting one’s spirits. And everything we visited was deserted. It was off-season, of course, and fellow travelers were scarse. Though we never imagined our adventure abroad would be daily champagne and constant cheer, we didn’t expect the blues to make their appearance so soon.