Day 10 - Paris

On my last day in France, Mom and I made a dash to Les Puces de Saint-Ouen, which is equivalent to BKK's Chatuchak market. There are so many things to see but so little time. Didn't get to buy a lot of things as well because we didn't have the time, and didn't have the space to stuff inside our luggage. It's actually my first time there. If anything, this trip is like a major trip of weekend markets because we are always searching online for bargains and asking the tourist office about them.

After we have checked out of the hotel, we finally finally had the time to sit at a road side cafe and enjoy our last cup of coffee and bread. The weather is relatively warmer now, but the breeze made sitting outdoors perfect. Fortunately, there weren't a lot of people smoking, so we get to enjoy our so-called lunch.

Look how Hayrer has been stuffed. She's so heavy that she can hardly stand.

And then it's time to say goodbye. Like I said, this trip has been really fulfilling in all sense. I learnt so so so much, mainly because I was spending time exploring new things, learning how to "cope" with Mom (yes, it requires loads of patience and understanding, and I'm sure it's the same for her as well), and also spending time reading, thinking, reflecting, and just... digesting things that are happening all around. I guess once in a while, it really helps to step away from the everything, quiet down, and just let God work His way in you.

So France, thank you for being the place where I can find myself and more. Yes, I'm pouting as I leave, but I'll Be Right Back. Bisous bisous. :)