It has been a while since having a few days off of uni and work. It feels nice to actually have time to relax, to walk around and discover that spring has even arrived in Paris at the Jardin des Plantes.
When I was a little girl I was fascinated by Hans Christian Anderson´s Little Mermaid
Then came Esther Williams…
… then a movie called Mermaids, where Katie gets a blue room with fish on the wall to know how it feels to live under the sea.
I wanted that room so badly, I ended up cutting out slices of green crepe paper and sticked them with tape on my ceiling (supposed to be algae…)
Anyway, I grew up and I started to be very communicative; I talk a lot!
The only way to make me shut up is to put me in front of the telli and make me watch a 4-hour documentary on giant squid or you take me to an aquarium like the Aquarium de Paris.
I love the silence, the colours, the different types and shades of fish, the light breaking through the water…. there are so many more reasons why I would like to be a mermaid and be able to swim with the fish (even the sharks)… but I can´t tell you, because Gingerbread Boy will get mad at me for saying that my breast will never fit in a shell or my hair does not look like it could star in a Pantene commercial…
Two weeks ago I had the longest and painful journey ever. I left home at 9am and was supposed to arrive in Paris at 6pm.
If there had not been that tree.
Unbelievable what one single tree can do to you or your surroundings.
Long story short; a tree fell on the train overhead cable. By doing so it delayed every single train from or to Switzerland.
One tree vs. thousands of people who had planned to be somewhere that day, including me.
So after freaking out, almost freezing to death and crying of emotional exhaustion, I realized that the thought of a single tree having such an impact was actually quite humbling.
So I decided to make the best of it and I actually found a lucky penny from Singapore in the train.
Here´s my journey in a few pictures:
I have actually never been that much into flowers… but I have always wanted a winter garden where I could spend my time reading. I therefore adore flower shops that not only sell flowers but also have a nice display and you just want to move in.
What could be better than living in a country house style loft that smells like fresh cut grass and a flowery meadow in the spring???