the ducks fly south

So, it's time to go. Four and a half years. Way longer than i thought we would stay. Not that we really had a plan. Part of the attraction was to have new and unpredictable experiences. We'll miss it here.* London seems to exist in a state of constant excitement. We're taking away so much from our time here... not just our little duckling, way too much check-in luggage and the inability to hear the word 'zucchini' and not think 'courgette'.

I feel like a different person to the one that boarded a flight to Rome in May 2005. Now settling back into life in Melbourne will be the new adventure. Again there are many uncertainties and part of me would like to fast forward a year or so to when (hopefully, fingers crossed, oh my god, what are we doing with our lives?!) everything is sorted... but what would be the fun in that? So again, into the great unknown.

89 blog entries and time to say goodbye. Too many ducks in the park signing out.

*Not the flat. What a dump. Eat my dust green walls.

paris for the day...

because when will i be able to say that again?


i find it pretty incredible that i can be at my house at 7.30am and by 8am be at the train terminal that will whisk me to 'the continent' and the city of Paris in about 2 hours.

it was wonderful to visit this amazing city again, this time with my friend michelle. Going with a girlfriend meant i could spend time browsing and visiting shops (which brendan enjoys about as much as a poke in the eye... actually he would probably choose the poke in the eye if given the option). We visited Galeries Lafayette, which puts up a bit of a christmas tree and decorations:



they also have paris's answer to the myer christmas windows, but there must have been something that was lost in the translation. the first few windows displayed cheerful gingerbread men and teddy bears having innocent adventures, to the delight of the viewing children...



but then it went on to show bunny rabbits in tight leather living it up in giant glasses of champagne and posing provocatively... ooh la la! joyeux noel indeed!