Discovering the Dombes
I arrived in the Dombes 10 years ago, at the Abbey of Notre Dame des Dombes.
In Germany, where I am from, military service still existed at that time. To replace it, you could do civic service. I had found this Abbey by chance, which regularly hosted people in civic service. I applied, my application was accepted, and I packed my bags for France.
I knew about France: big cities like Paris, Lyon, or Strasbourg, but the Dombes was unknown to me. My first look at it was through the windows of the TER. I saw a pond and thought it was charming. Then I saw another one, then a third, a fourth; by the time I arrived at the Villars-les-Dombes station, I had seen at least ten, a tiny percentage since the Dombes has more than 1,200 ponds, which I would learn later.