Here I am in Sydney and all I can think is 'it's a long way from Paris'. Not just physically but everything about it is different... I have already been on a hunt for a good baguette with no luck, I couldn't even find fresh looking goats cheese, clearly I'll have to go straight back to Paris! There are no gorgeous Parisian buildings, no small dogs on cafe tables, no glossy Seine running through the city... I feel a bit lost in my home town but I guess that's what happens after coming back from a place like Paris!
My last days in the city of love were spent in cosy little places, benches in parks, cafes on grand avenues and the usual bars with the usual crew. Elin made us a typical Swedish dessert and we checked out a new bar, the Hideout, where aussie Stephen was strumming his guitar. Thursday day the tears had already started but that wasn't going to ruin the perfect last night! A huge pizza chez Sweden, last minute packing, champagne and Swedish chocolate balls. We began the night at the Moose, the place it all began... Endless free drinks cheers to Eric then it was to Cafe Oz via the Galway to pick up my aussie cohort of Finn and Beatrice. One last dance on the tables and I was ready to say goodbye to the crocodile decorated bar and move, for the last time in the cold early morning, to the Highlander. Goodbye to a crazy duncan, a wise Eric, a happy Yann then me and Elin headed home. We ate more pizza and spent a while trying to close my suitcase that was 4 kilos above the limit. It was a teary goodbye at the airport with the dearest Mooselin and a very teary wait in a 25 minute security line... They should really work on that! 24 hours later I landed in the humid weather of Sydney feeling a bit sad, a bit happy and a bit like I have just lost a huge part of my life! I mastered my French to a level I am more than happy with, learnt to ride a Velib in a dress, ate so much cheese and good food, met the best group of people, and overall found a nice little place for myself in French culture.
It is so good to be back with my loved ones but so hard to be away from the other loved ones on the other side of the world. I will never forget my Elin and Emilia or the entire Paris crew... Some of the bestest friends I have ever had! I will be back before you know it!
Over. And. Out!!
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