It's been three months since my last post. The excuse sounds cliche: busy. I feel this is the time again to share loads of our tales in France. Like the old saying: no news means good news. The good news is we have settled in quite nicely in Paris. Each one of us seems to find our own routine and rhytm.
Obviously, I had always wanted to start writing again a while ago until the terrible French flu got me for a complete two weeks. It was the worst flu I had ever had in my whole life! No kidding. Muscle ache, running nose (it was really really running like water! Uurrrgghh...), headache and coughing... they were all in me. Glad it was over. I have even had the flu shot recently. At least now I should not worry too much when the people are sneezing or coughing in the bus or the metro. I should be immune!
Indeed, there are loads of stories I'd like to share with you, particularly our summer adventure during the summer. I thought I would write them in parts, because if I put everything in one single long article, I guarantee you that no one would ever read it.
When I wrote this, the summer is over. It's been frantically freezing here in Paris for the last one week. A day will pass between 1 and 10 centigrade. We now have every reason for pulling our thick jackets and gloves out of the closets. The room heaters have assumed their roles after months being idle.
Je crois l'ete etait vraiment terminee. Bienvenue a l'automne. Ou faut-il que on dise deja bienvenue a l'hiver?
