Back to Paris, my home away from home

Well the holidays are over, at least my holidays within my holiday are over. I still have another two and a bit months of seeing Europe. On the schedule: Athens, maybe Budapest, Dordogne in South France, Morocco, Prague and between all that I'll be spending my time in Paris. Yes, I'd be jealous too!!

So England, in typical England fashion showed me the best weather it could muster up: an inescapable downpour leaving me drenched, grey skies all but one day, cold like an Australian winter and the occasional gap in the clouds just to show there really is a sun and keep those English hoping. It was a bit of shock coming from Dubrovnik where bikinis, shorts and dresses were the everyday attire.

My first three nights were spent with Aunt Cathy and Uncle Rupert in their beautiful Stafford home. I was given a tour of the English countryside and a peek into the old castle days in Ludlow and a nearby town. On our way to London I was also given a tour around the oldest university town in the world: Oxford. It was absolutely amazing, walking through the sandstone buildings and carefully cut gardens, one can almost smell the money that used to be a students ticket into the prestigious school. I thought Sydney Uni was impressive but Oxford is mind blowing!

Back in London I stayed with family friend Diane and her gorgeous baby daughter Georgia. Of course, when in London there's one thing that can't be avoided (apart from hemorrhaging money every second of the day) and that is to pay a visit to Topshop in Oxford Circus. I think I spent nearly three hours in the store. In the end I had to drag myself from the endless racks of clothes in a state of starvation and anxiety that I could end up using every cent in my bank account. I also visited the British Museum (my they have a lot of things), Tate Britain, Buckingham Palace for a bit of Changing of the guards action, I walked around Soho and Covent Garden and, did I mention Shopping?

I left London yesterday, thankfully as I could feel the money being drained from my wallet just from breathing. I am now back in wonderful Paris in nice weather, back to speaking French, to eating delicious pastries and endless walking through beautiful streets.

Feels good to be back Paris!