Updated: Jan 2
...so they say.
Today, on the 1st of January 2023, I'm in London which is a city I used to live in for eight years. This is with no doubt the city that formed me and modelled me into the person I am today. I moved to London in 2008 when I was 24 years old for love, of course. I am not the first nor the last person that goes off on holiday to fall in love with a British dude, am I? :)
I've been back a few time since but yesterday I visited a place where I hadn't been for 10 years and it made me reflect on me and my life I had here.
During these eight years I worked my butt off in various jobs and constantly earning too little to be able to save any money or do the fun things you should be doing when living in this city; the shows, the nightclubs, the concerts and the incredible restaurants.
I think what I loved the most about London was that I was in a city where everyone else were alone too, everyone was foreigners, everyone tried to make a living and survive on peanuts, with mouldy and draughty windows, with ballerina shoes from Primark in the rain and the endless amount of times falling asleep exhausted on the Northern Line and waking up at the end stop in the middle of nowhere.
This strong-headed (both the positive and negative sense of that word), curious and sharp girl stood her grounds and did what she wanted and what was necessary to survive in a city with almost 10 million people, the same amount as the whole of Sweden.
You adapt yourself. You are a Cameleon.
At the same time you learn to live life to the fullest with what you had which in my opinion is one of the best skills to have.
Maybe the best of all of this is all of the people that I've met through the years, all of those kind-hearted, wonderfully determined and resilient people that sailed into my life and stayed. The people that you travel for, that you think of and smile and the ones you miss when times are hard. The ones that helped making you become the person you are today.
Dear, beautiful friends that makes life brighter and better
I think there are some of you that can agree with this statement:
There is nothing that makes you grow up so much and so quick as moving abroad alone.
It makes you stubborn, resilient and incredible independent.
You are your own hero and no one else will come and save you.
Since then I have lived in Stockholm, studied and laughed in Switzerland. Studied, lived, laughed and loved in France.
"Are you coming home soon?" people can ask me sometimes.
Home is where your heart is. And my heart is in France.
This is what I want to show you when you decide to book with me. I will give you the best of the country I love and feel at home in. I will help you love it the way I do and wanting to come back.
You will laugh, love, eat well and feel at peace within.
I will create something that is just for you. Because you are special.
Yes, I am a bit nuts. Skydiving in Australia from 15000ft, aerobatic flight over Montpellier or riding my bike along the French Riviera.