We travel not to escape life but for life not to escape us. Unknown
I am writing this, as I am waiting for my plane to travel back to the UK after a short visit to France where I had a wonderful time celebrating my niece’s 18th birthday. It is always a pleasure going back to my roots and spending time with my family.
It was a typically French weekend with never-ending meals, accompanied by vast amounts of delicious wine, highly jovial conversation and light-hearted laughter as well as lots of small children running riot around the house!
It was delightful to have a break from my usual routine and I enjoyed it so much that I think I might do this more often in the future. This is one of the perks of being a free agent! I can travel wherever I want, whenever I want. I am not worried about my partner being up to no good while I am away as I used to be when I was still embroiled in my exceptionally toxic relationship with my narcissistic ex- boyfriend.
My parents live in a small town called Neuville-sur-Saône. It is situated 15km north of Lyon and has around 7,000 inhabitants. As I do not have a lot of time before I board the plane, instead of writing, I am going to post a few photos. As they say, sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words.
So here are my photos from my French escapade this weekend!
I had a wonderful time and I feel refreshed, full of love and energy to start another week and another school term. I am counting the days until my next holiday at Christmas….