Flylaloo

Just a quick word before leaving! We've cleaned the flat and packed our bags and while typing, I'm chewing on a reheated frozen quiche from Monoprix. Ohmagawsh, this is it. This is really is it. We're flying tonight. I'll be one of the little passing lights I see at night from the window while we watch Breaking Bad marathons. We are leaving Paris fer realsies and when we stop, nobody knows. It rained buckets this morning, it looked like hail. The kids at the school behind the house were screaming like it was murder.

Woke up this morning really nervous. Still nervous. I'll continue the blogging from the other side of the world, alors!

Montmartre, on one of my last promenades.

Gros bisous to everyone who stayed with the blog, and those who have discovered it by chance. I still have a few entries about Paris that I intend to finish (backlog pa rin?! haha) I hope I get the time while we are in India.

Listening to Josephine Baker's J'ai Deux Amours - finally, an accent I can understand.
The flat suddenly looks so small now that it's almost empty.

But, oh, Paris... Paris, I'll miss you.

And my mac, too.