With 2017 coming to a close, would I really be a blogger without a post to cap off the year?
Three weeks in Paris has taught me more than I ever thought I could learn in that time. My partner and I are having an amazing time - no, better than that. Each moment is amazing and that means that altogether the experience is....well....incredibly amazing. So what was I missing?
If you had’ve asked me a year ago where I would be at this time I think my answer would have been pretty spot on - sitting in a sidewalk cafe in Montmartre, washing down un éclair au chocolat by sipping hot, mulled wine. But that is just the start...
The most talked about trip of 2017 is here and oui, mes amies - it means that my partner and I are finally on our way to Paris!
That's it. Enough is enough. Stop this stupidity RIGHT NOW.
When I started this blog about a month ago, I vowed to hold myself accountable to vigilantly posting every week. But like most things I do, I couldn't hold myself to it. But today, I found an article about self-sabotage - what it means and how to consciously stop it in its tracks.
Come with me as I debunk whether it really worth working long hours for a whole year to live it up for a couple of months?
Over the last few months of planning, I have learnt a lot about planning for a trip and even some things about myself (mainly that the haphazard combination of my perfectionist attitude and disorganised headspace tend to not be a great mix for the task).