I find myself on Valentine's Day alone on the sofa, after having watched part of PS. I Love You with my beautiful friends. Not alone but alone, yet so content with where I am right now. My coffee and cardamom candle is burning, and the lights are on low, and I'm gently watching the ending…
Coucou mes amours, l’année en France est finie. Franchement, je suis prête pour revenir à mon pays natal avec l’énergie et viveur, connaissant moi-même mieux, et ayant commencé à grandir. I am so happy. This year could not have been better; I simply couldn’t have asked for more. Heck, it hasn’t been perfect but it…
It’s a lonely, breezy Tuesday and I’m lay on what me friends call the “platans” area of the quay on Bordeaux. I can’t lie, it’s pretty ‘chill’ and the two gigantic cruise liners are fantastically majestic. After last week, which was a lot of fun I must admit, I’m knackered - and a moment to…
Petit à petit, peu à peu*, whatever you want to call it...I'm happy to announce that my French is improving. I'm slightly wary of stating that with too much excitement, especially as not a day goes by where I don't use wordreference.com - my absolute language-learning best friend. But, I do feel that French is finally coming…
It's 20:22 and I'm on a train home back to Libourne. After a long day shopping, I'm worn out, my feet ache and I've a rumbling stomach. But what a great week it has been. Plus, how sick is this view of Bordeaux from today - completely unedited too! That's what you get for replacing…
If things couldn’t get any more infuriating here in Libourne, I woke up on Friday morning with five mosquito bites. I went to bed knowing full-well that one was flying about my room, but it of course did not want to be caught. So I left it, and hid under my duvet (which isn’t really…
Today I am totally feeling Autumn and all things Halloween. I am in no way party to celebrating evil spirits etcetera etcetera but I love a good spooky bash. The release of Stranger Things 2 is only aiding the spooky feels, and the current burn-out stage means a good binge in bed (with a sick…
A month in now. More than a month. And that just seems crazy. Raging hormones, slight homesickness and just general frustration at life have led me for the second time this week to sitting on a park bench crying. But, I have the best view. The bench overlooks a gorgeous old tree whose trunk is…
*Disclaimer: This is along the lines of a rant.* I'm feeling a little regretful that I lost track of journaling my days here in Libourne, especially when it comes to a writing a new blog post, but when I'm alone, I just want peace. Or, my bed. I just want to shut my eyes and…
So as I’m nearly a month into living in the second motherland, I thought it about time for reflection. There’s so much to discover every single day, and it’s so exciting when something new happens. Just this past week, I’ve made an incredible friend and been introduced to so many other kind people, who treat…
