wanderlust, wonderment and words

Musee galore! I think we spent two days trawling the Lourve, but of course we’re not done with it. We needed at least two breathers each time we went (ie. also to throw in some shopping time) because of the lack of air in there to protect the paintings and sculptures. D’orsay was probably my favourite, but the Lourve, it’s a whole other level. We pretty much walked everywhere the first few days till it got a bit long and tiring but walking is the only way to really get to know a city. I loved the weather and the little shops we saw while walking. Notre Dame has an interesting story, ask if you’re interested! 7 days in Paris, not enough at all. Gotta get back there someday. Hopefully the places stay the same and the streets don’t change.

Next stop: London.

Deserves a post of it’s own.

I can still imagine the biting cold winds and how we’d wonder around looking for pretty doors with beautiful colours. We never got bored, always took the unpaved roads. Walking on those cobbled stone streets till the sunset, oh such beautiful days.

I want to go back so bad. I wish we had more time in Paris or anywhere else in the world. I miss who I am when I’m not bogged by the weight and worries of the world. I need something chibabom. 

You and me, traveling with just backpacks and cameras. Deal?

Loving this photo of D. How very artyfarty.

I’m now going to try to make space in my room. Toughest job in the world.