Paris, its time to say goodbye. I love you, je t'aime, ma cite, mon amour.
After so many ups and downs, and looking back on some of my old posts, how wrong I was about coming here and living here. Of course, it has gone by so much quicker than I thought it would and was so much better than I could have hoped for - it seems miles away from last June/July when I was shitting myself about making the decision to move to France - away from the comforts of sleepy Egham. And I'm so glad I was wrong.
While I'm not fluent in French as I planned, I have made enough good memories to last me a lifetime and met a whole host of amazing people. What is scary in all of this is how fast this year went. It's a cliche but it has flown by and I can't believe it is over.
Leaving Paris has been harder than I ever thought it would be, especially looking back to November when I felt displaced and had my phone stolen and did not under any circumstances want to stay in Paris any longer than I had to. Well, in typical Kate fashion, now that I am now back at my parents' house and no longer living in the city of lights I am heartbroken to have left. It was one of the hardest but brilliant and totally-worth-it years of my life and I would certainly do it again in a heartbeat and I'm not ashamed to say I shed a few tears when I had to say goodbye to some amazing people when I left this morning.
I was not a Francophone before I left but I am now, the wine, the cheese, the food, the people, the city... Paris, I love you and my heart will miss you.
Have a good week my loves!
Lots of Love, Kate xxx
After so many ups and downs, and looking back on some of my old posts, how wrong I was about coming here and living here. Of course, it has gone by so much quicker than I thought it would and was so much better than I could have hoped for - it seems miles away from last June/July when I was shitting myself about making the decision to move to France - away from the comforts of sleepy Egham. And I'm so glad I was wrong.
While I'm not fluent in French as I planned, I have made enough good memories to last me a lifetime and met a whole host of amazing people. What is scary in all of this is how fast this year went. It's a cliche but it has flown by and I can't believe it is over.
Leaving Paris has been harder than I ever thought it would be, especially looking back to November when I felt displaced and had my phone stolen and did not under any circumstances want to stay in Paris any longer than I had to. Well, in typical Kate fashion, now that I am now back at my parents' house and no longer living in the city of lights I am heartbroken to have left. It was one of the hardest but brilliant and totally-worth-it years of my life and I would certainly do it again in a heartbeat and I'm not ashamed to say I shed a few tears when I had to say goodbye to some amazing people when I left this morning.
I was not a Francophone before I left but I am now, the wine, the cheese, the food, the people, the city... Paris, I love you and my heart will miss you.
Have a good week my loves!
Lots of Love, Kate xxx