When everything seems a little too much, I can always count on Paris to cheer me up. I arrived here yesterday morning, and the sun was shinning, the birds were singing, and best of all, the sales season was still in full swing!
In amongst catching up on emails and a few meetings I was able to grab a bite at my favourite restaurant, CoJean, stop by my favourite designer discounter shop (only looked today!), and browse through the endless edible delights at Fauchon’s (a.k.a the millionaire’s supermarket).
I don’t know what it is about Paris that always puts me in an instantaneous good mood. It sends me on a high that spills over to my return in Amsterdam. I was complaining to M. about this trip “I don’t feeeel like travelling, or staying in a hotel again”. And he said, “C, you say that every time you go to Paris, and then you come home on a buzz, bouncing off the walls.”
Everytime I come here I am also overwhelmed by this incredible feeling of itchy feet. There are so many opportunties, so many career possibilities here, that its all very overwhelming and exciting at the same. I want to dive in, to have a piece of it all, and to get started already. The tough part would be transplanting my life back over here. Hmmm....that's a doozy....
