Ready, Set, Launch!

Ready, Set, Launch!
Those watching me on facebook know that I have been hinting towards an announcement for quite some time. Unfortunately, two attacks of gastro and a cold (thank you European winter) has delayed my news! My partner and I have been contemplating for some time the direction of our lives. We [ . . . ]

On the Horizon, 2016.

On the Horizon, 2016.
CAP GRIS NEZ, France  |  He poked his head through the bathroom door as I was applying my final coat of mascara. “We’re leaving in twenty minutes, please put on the clothes I’ve left for you on the couch.” Where were we going? I walked into the living room and curiously peered at the [ . . . ]

Parisian Mornings

Parisian Mornings
PARIS, France | Before I had ever met her, my heart yearned for her. Unable to express or even understand it myself, I had always felt like I knew her. The depths of my stomach felt drawn to her like an unquenchable flame.  Perhaps it was through the perfectly constructed pages of Ernest [ . . . ]

Lumière du Soleil

Lumière du Soleil
VAUCRESSON, France | The sun peeped through the blinds, stirring me from my hibernation. Smiling sleepily I freed myself from my blanket chamber. Pulling a soft woolen jumper over my head, I brushed my hair and walked out the front door. As I stepped onto the cobblestone street, the [ . . . ]

The Next Mourning

The Next Mourning
It was late and we had just finished watching a movie. He checked his phone, several missed calls and a message; at this time?  “Tu es au courant pour Paris?”  Are you aware of Paris?  With heavy hearts we turned on the television and helplessly watched as the evening progressed; for the [ . . . ]

Silence

Silence
LILLE, France | I don’t always like talking. Sometimes I like to walk alone because it is when I notice more; the smells, the sounds and the colours. I like to walk and lose myself in the minuscule details that would otherwise be unnoticed.  Life is so beautiful and in our distraction we [ . . . ]

Magyarok

Magyarok
EGER, Hungary | He gasped at me, his eyes large in surprise. “How did you know what I said?” he asked. I turned away from my computer screen and answered simply, “… because you said it in English.” He stared at me curiously, “No. I said it in Hungarian.” It is a strange sensation to [ . . . ]

Challenge Accepted

Challenge Accepted
As the sunlight breaks through the curtains, I place my cup of tea down gently pulling out my notebook and pen. Every morning I have a ritual of writing in my journal and recording 3 things that make me grateful.  In the beginning I forced myself to complete this task as a means to find [ . . . ]

Folklore Forest

Folklore Forest
TROUÉE D’ARENBERG, France | I am completely enchanted by the forest in autumn. The colours of orange, red and yellow splash the landscape like a splatter of paint from an artist’s pallet. The breeze is cool and the scent of unearthed soil lingers in the air from the wild bores before [ . . . ]

Bruges, a Medieval Disneyland?

Bruges, a Medieval Disneyland?
BRUGGE, Belgium | The city was silent except for the faint sound of crimson leaves rustling in the breeze. The car door slammed shut causing the car to tremble, interrupting my morning fatigue. As I slid into the passenger seat I noticed I was feeling apprehensive about our weekend away; [ . . . ]

Creating My Cocoon

Creating My Cocoon
VALENCIENNES, France | I awoke feeling disorientated. Poking my nose from beneath the warm layers of duvets and fleecy blankets, I peered at the alarm clock in surprise; it was 7.30am and it was still dark outside! The days are becoming shorter, darker and it is roughly 5 degrees.  It is [ . . . ]

The Little Things

The Little Things
VALENCIENNES, France | I nervously entered the patisserie holding onto my 3 euros tightly. The storekeeper was preoccupied with another customer; I breathed and rehearsed what I had to say in my mind. Would she understand me? Would my 3 weeks of French classes be enough? “Bonjour! Je [ . . . ]

My Arrival In France

My Arrival In France
VALENCIENNES, France | The overwhelming list of tasks associated with an international relocation masked the excitement of following one of my dreams; living to France. Up until this point it still hasn’t felt like a reality, living in France was a bittersweet wish. The kind of wish I [ . . . ]

48 Hours – Sydney, Australia

48 Hours – Sydney, Australia
SYDNEY, Australia | I am sitting on the train and a blur of colour soars past my gaze, hypnotising me temporarily. Do you ever find yourself recollecting a specific moment, surprised because you thought it was long forgotten? I was having one of those moments. My mind wandered to a time [ . . . ]

Announcement!

Announcement!
14 days ago he received a job offer…  7 days ago we accepted. It is in excitement that I announce – we are relocating to France! Words cannot express the myriad of emotions flooding my soul; so much to do in so little time!   (iphone app: dreamdays; app background [ . . . ]