I am writing this at 7:30 am. I am at a bakery, with a croissant and a double espresso in front of me, along with The Miniaturist, in case I decide to stay longer than anticipated and want some reading material. I am here because I am longing for France. (Twenty-two days by train in … Continue reading Attempting to recapture travel vibes
As I write this, it's Monday. It's Monday and I hate it. I want more weekend. I wish I didn't have to go to work for money. Or work at all, if I'm being honest. This isn't something I've ever been honest about with myself or anyone else. I've always felt horrible and guilty for … Continue reading ADHD and not wanting to work
Today I traveled from Chamonix to Paris. This is my final destination. After today there are only two days left before I head home. This hurts my soul. I mean, there definitely are things I miss. My cats and my washer/dryer rank pretty high on that list right now. But I'm not at all stoked … Continue reading Day 19: Annecy
Getting from Lyon to Chamonix by train was no laughing matter, and today's anxiety attacks proved it. My excitement about getting up into the Alps was sky high (heh), but to get here required four different trains. Two of the transfers were less than 5 minutes each. I was nervous as hell about this, and … Continue reading Day 17: Getting To Chamonix-Mont-Blanc By Train Is Not For The Weak
I am in Lyon and it is gorgeous. And I'm visiting my old friend, the Rhône, once again. She is just as blue here as she is in Arles, much to my delight and surprise. It's unfortunate that I'm only here for one night. Lyon reminds of parts of Boston. The buildings are beautiful, with … Continue reading Day 16: Wishing for Longer in Lyon
I keep wishing I lived closer to family. I caught myself noticing for sale signs on houses and paying attention when we passed condo complexes.
Éze Village is about 1400 feet above sea level, and the bus ride was a crazy 15 minute journey up steep hills with intense switchbacks. Next to the road was a drop-off down a cliff and the bus driver took each turn at full speed.
I kept turning away from the water and gazing towards the hills surrounding Nice. The lush greenery beckoned to me.
I spent today exploring Roman ruins and Van Gogh sites. And I fell more in love with Arles by the second.
The employee at the cafe was aghast when I voiced a desire to sit outside. "C'est tres froid!" I insisted I would be fine, that this weather didn't feel cold to me, and was amused when a dawn of recognition lit up his face. "Ah, tu vas fumer," he said, while miming smoking a cigarette.
With solo travel comes a type of loneliness that is freeing, but crushing. The need for connection is biological. It's how we're wired. And we wind up lacking it.
Imagine limestone walls, narrow passageways, gas lanterns casting a warm friendly glow and soft laughter coming from restaurants you know are around a corner but can't see yet... That's Sarlat, and dammit if I'm not already in love with it.
Enjoyed a lovely breakfast with Travel Buddy before he left for London. The main topic of conversation? Sketching out a trip to Spain and Portugal for next year. Living in the moment is hard! 😂 I'm doing my best here, but it is REALLY hard to wander through Amboise early in the day and not get … Continue reading Day 6: Being Lazy in Amboise
Good grief, this town is unbelievably gorgeous. Favorite photos from today are below. I'm forcing myself to choose only ten per day. I'm sure I'll appreciate the culling after the trip is over. Plus, knowing I'm restricted in this way is helping me be more selective in the shots I take. Today, Travel Buddy and … Continue reading Day 5: Chateau Amboise and Solo Travel Revelations
Heeeey so I left Bordeaux this morning and am now in Amboise. My FAVORITE EVER Travel Buddy hopped on a train from London to come hang and drink wine with me for a couple of days. Which we have started on, heavily, this very evening. THINGS I LEARNED TODAY: Yeah it's 2 am,I have no … Continue reading Day 4: A Travel Buddy in Amboise