I’m in London a day early! All of France is going on a transporation strike for a day and when I spoke with Eurostar, they told me their was no guarantee I’d be able to get on a train. No way, would I miss the wedding over a bloody stupid strike. Can you imagine? I already for saw myself getting in a taxi 2 hrs early sitting in traffic only to be told, sorry no train! Luckily, they exchanged my ticket free of charge and without problems. I’m so thankful Gemma ( a friend of my cousin getting married) let me crash here last minute. It would have been overwhelming to try to find a hostel upon arrival in London at 9pm. DOABLE but nothing I really want to deal with.
I enjoyed my last few days in Paris… a bit overstimulating walking around for 12 hrs at a time. I loved couchsurfing and would do it all over again. However, some challenges came up such as waking up at 7am and leaving with my host because she didn’t have spare keys and the door didn’t lock properly on it’s own. Then, not being able to return until she was off work and back at the flat around 8pm. It depends on who you stay with. I wouldn’t have minded so much because I would easily just nap in the park, except it was bloody cold. I was happily relieved when my new hosts gave me keys to their flat. Funny enough, I ended up sleeping and emailing and wasting the day away and it was one of the most sunny and warm days, by far in Paris. But I’m realizing, you can’t win all the time. I push my body to the limit so it’s important to relax and sleep, even if it means missing out on a fabulous day. Being sick means missing out on lots of good days. No Fun!
Paris has been great and I look forward to returning. Next time, I’d try to pace myself a lot better rather than doing a lot in one day and then nothing at all. But that was what was thrown at me. I did so much and when people ask, I feel blank. Ahhh, I’ve done so much I don’t know anymore….
One suggestion- Do not go into the Louvre when you’re tired because the place itself is overstimulating, not to mention the incredible amount of artwork they have. You could easily spend a week in there and probably not see it all. I’m still trying to figure out why Mona Lisa is such an increible deal. It was cool to see but it seems to be more of- ‘I’ve seen it and taking a picture of it… ok, check it off the list’. And you may be surprised but it’s rather small and behind a big sheet of glass in a big room. Maybe if I read the Da Vinci Code, I would have a better understanding or appreciation. Seeing it everywhere in mass reproductions takes the excitement away from it. If you’ve been, did you have the same impression? I’m curious to know…
The weather was quite nice for most of my trip but the feel of winter definitely set in. I was happy to have a scarf and thermals.
I’m so excited- I get to see my brother and dad in less than 12 hrs. How incredibly cool! Then meeting my family from chile, practicing my spanish (a language I understand), meeting loads of people and attending the wedding. It’s going to be a big whirlwind of activity!
I still can’t believe I’m off for Africa. I’ll be honest- I’m nervous, scared and feeling completely crazy… but its ok. I ask myself, what am I doing exactly? I can’t imagine doing anything else. In fact, |I find the idea of returning home more scary than heading to Africa simply because I don’ t know what I would do. I’ve been imagining this day for 2 years now and the opportunity is finally here. Change is always scary. It’s a good thing I’m nervous and scared as it means I haven’t completely lost my mind!