I am counting down the days (not long now) until I embark on a journey to Paris. I have never done this before. Like travel solo to a country I have never been but yet heard so much of. I first grew fascinated by the language many years ago and have been undertaking French lessons ever since. I don’t know what got me into this whole French thing, I would say curiosity, in relation to its rich history, art, language. I always find that sometimes the conveyance of a sentiment is much more expressive in French than English.
I have set a few goals that I would like to achieve for this trip. This has become a habit. Every time I go visit a city, I would create a list of goals. Like in Sydney Jan 2013, one of my goals was to buy macarons from the Laduree store at Westfields. Though my love for macarons has dwindled down over the years, I will still want to try out the real deal from the flagship store in Paris.
Oh and to fill up my time, in the hope to immerse in the language and culture; I will be enrolling myself to a French school for French lessons. On the accommodation side, I am still sorting it out but I have several options and one of them is to board with an old French lady named Joelle who lives by herself and her cat.
A bientôt <3