(finally) back!!
After a series of postponing, I finally made it back to our sunny shores!! lol
First I wanted to come back during CNY. But I postphoned because I sprained my leg and the doc put me on clutches and a series of kinesitherapy. Seriously! only French docs do that right? The chinese sinseh will give an ultra painful massage, put a bandage around and say go home and dont walk unnecessarily. Plus lugging a super sized luaggage around with a weak leg doesnt exactly sound like fun (think the lifts and escalators (or lack of) in the Paris metro system).
Then I thought I will come back end Feb or early march, but I was just not finished packing yet. Plus, by that time I realised I didnt really want to leave behind my nicely settled-in life in France. So i started postcrastinating my trip.
Then I was all scheduled to fly on 18th March. But alas, one day before the trip, I caught a cold. Flying 13 hours with a cold isnt exactly my idea of fun, plus I am gonna get dirty looks from fellow passengers. So I postphoned again. Secretely, I was delighted. And I swear my cold got better the moment I rescheduled to the following Tuesday.
That "stolen" weekend was just wonderful. I am not supposed to be there, but I was there. That sense of invisibility and liberation, plus extra stolen time spent with my friends. It feels both forbidden and delectable. lol. With my reluctance to leave soothened by my extra weekend spent in France, I was quite prepared - mentally and packing-wise - to leave on Tues. But alas!! Strike of the national rail left me stranded outside the locked train station with no train to leave. My friend even joked that there's a higher force which doesnt want me to leave. lol
But anyway, I am finally back and happy to be back!
Welcome to Singapore. :)
First I wanted to come back during CNY. But I postphoned because I sprained my leg and the doc put me on clutches and a series of kinesitherapy. Seriously! only French docs do that right? The chinese sinseh will give an ultra painful massage, put a bandage around and say go home and dont walk unnecessarily. Plus lugging a super sized luaggage around with a weak leg doesnt exactly sound like fun (think the lifts and escalators (or lack of) in the Paris metro system).
Then I thought I will come back end Feb or early march, but I was just not finished packing yet. Plus, by that time I realised I didnt really want to leave behind my nicely settled-in life in France. So i started postcrastinating my trip.
Then I was all scheduled to fly on 18th March. But alas, one day before the trip, I caught a cold. Flying 13 hours with a cold isnt exactly my idea of fun, plus I am gonna get dirty looks from fellow passengers. So I postphoned again. Secretely, I was delighted. And I swear my cold got better the moment I rescheduled to the following Tuesday.
That "stolen" weekend was just wonderful. I am not supposed to be there, but I was there. That sense of invisibility and liberation, plus extra stolen time spent with my friends. It feels both forbidden and delectable. lol. With my reluctance to leave soothened by my extra weekend spent in France, I was quite prepared - mentally and packing-wise - to leave on Tues. But alas!! Strike of the national rail left me stranded outside the locked train station with no train to leave. My friend even joked that there's a higher force which doesnt want me to leave. lol
But anyway, I am finally back and happy to be back!
Welcome to Singapore. :)