Alright, so I haven't posted in a while, but it's a new year and a time to restart the blog.
The new year was celebrated in Madrid. Funny how a place becomes your home and you stop thinking of it as some exotic destination. Not that any city in Europe is particularly exotic, but I definitely don't feel like a tourist anymore. I was just telling JD yesterday when we walked past Plaza España how foreign this whole city seemed to me when I arrived that first day, and the first time I came across that square and immediately decided that I need to live close to it. Now I've developed a pretty good map of the city in my head, or at least the center part, and it feels like home. So the question is, what's the point of changing your home to another city if it becomes just as familiar as where you came from in a short four months? The way I see it is I am getting to know myself quite well seeing what sticks and what gets left behind within. A couple of people have asked me what exactly it is that I was running away from, to which I scoffed of course, but maybe there's something to that question. Maybe you move to run away from yourself only to find her waiting on the other side (with a smirk). I love discovering these things though, it's actually exactly what I want.
But anyways, December. It has been spent mostly with JD, in Madrid and in Paris! We spent 5 days in Paris over Christmas (select pictures below). I can't believe I finally got to go to that amazing city, and amazing it is. The whole thing is like out of a movie. I'm starting to have thoughts of moving there, which is making me realize that I'm trying to find a place in the world to fit in. How much of that depends on location and how much of that on yourself? I have a feeling I know... :)
The new year was celebrated in Madrid. Funny how a place becomes your home and you stop thinking of it as some exotic destination. Not that any city in Europe is particularly exotic, but I definitely don't feel like a tourist anymore. I was just telling JD yesterday when we walked past Plaza España how foreign this whole city seemed to me when I arrived that first day, and the first time I came across that square and immediately decided that I need to live close to it. Now I've developed a pretty good map of the city in my head, or at least the center part, and it feels like home. So the question is, what's the point of changing your home to another city if it becomes just as familiar as where you came from in a short four months? The way I see it is I am getting to know myself quite well seeing what sticks and what gets left behind within. A couple of people have asked me what exactly it is that I was running away from, to which I scoffed of course, but maybe there's something to that question. Maybe you move to run away from yourself only to find her waiting on the other side (with a smirk). I love discovering these things though, it's actually exactly what I want.
But anyways, December. It has been spent mostly with JD, in Madrid and in Paris! We spent 5 days in Paris over Christmas (select pictures below). I can't believe I finally got to go to that amazing city, and amazing it is. The whole thing is like out of a movie. I'm starting to have thoughts of moving there, which is making me realize that I'm trying to find a place in the world to fit in. How much of that depends on location and how much of that on yourself? I have a feeling I know... :)
Starry Night anyone? In Montmartre.
Windy day at Notre Dame cathedral.
An award-worthy photo taken by JD.
Another - in a metro station.
Daily espresso!
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