Just because something is hard to do doesn’t mean it can’t be done!
I traveled to France this week. First stop was Giverny.
The last few months had been a really intense time for me. I needed time to reflect and be sad about leaving my friends in the UK. I almost didn’t want to be by myself in the middle of the countryside because I knew it would be really hard. But I had to do it. I had to cry, I had to walk in the woods, I had to sit in the sun in Monet’s garden, I had to just be.
After 5 days of this it was time to leave. My heart still ached but I had a date with Paris. And you don’t stand Paris up! So I got on the train and headed into the city of love. When I was in Paris in 2013 I said I wouldn’t return unless I had a lover. Which is why I didn’t want to stay there by myself…
Boy, was that a stupid thing to say.
I had the most amazing time exploring the city on my own. I wandered the streets along the River Seine, sat in cosy wine bars, ate all the French delicacies I could get my hands on, shopped in Marais, watched street performers in the Latin Quarter, saw incredible works of art in the Louvre, snapped pics at the Eiffel tower, laughed like a kid in a carnival museum, engrossed myself in Pere Lachaise cemetery, peaked out over the beautiful city from a rooftop bar in Bastille and let myself charmed by charming French men.
Sometimes it was hard to walk in to places by myself- but I got used to saying ‘table for one’ confidently. And I’m proud of that. Because if I can conquer not feeling alone in the city of love it means I’m doing ok. It means I’m doing pretty darn good!