We were in France in late September, and I think it was one of my favourite times to be there. This autumn season had a richness of colour and a lightness, a tingle of magic that other seasons did not. We were there for two weeks of sunny, crisp, scarf-and-sweater-but-not-quite-coat weather, and the only time it rained was for twenty minutes the day we arrived. Plus, of course, I was there with my favourite people in the world. (Even if that did mean a jetlagged toddler who decided it was dance party time at 3am, and only really accustomed himself to the time zone on the night before we left.)
Jorge and I put together a video of our trip, which you can watch here.
Highlights of the trip: watching Jorge talking at Motion Plus Design in Paris, and bursting with pride. (While I pushed our stroller back and forth for an hour and a half, in a venue crowded with noise, to keep Matthias asleep so I could listen.) Walking the city from the time we woke up til late into the night, and sunsets that coloured Paris with fire. Beautiful parks in unexplored corners of the city. CROISSANTS. (All day, every day.) Hasty dinners of baguettes and cheese in our tiny shoebox Airbnb apartment, where Matthias literally slept in the closet. Fifteen minutes when we got separated at the St. Lazare train station, and God answered prayer and brought us together again, literally seconds before our train was to leave. Renting a car and travelling to the coast of Normandy; staying in a rose-covered cottage and realizing that life actually does have fairytale elements.
It was wonderful. I am thankful.