Paris, Finalement!

 

After only three nights in hostel dorms I was already so excited to see a huge queen bed in my own room at my relatives place in Cardiff. I was offered tea every half hour and spent two days lazily relaxing in the calm city. I spent one day with a my cousin and aunty (who are actually my mums cousin and my mums cousins daughter, eh, too complicated) and another in the lovely English town of Hay-on-Wye which is know as the "town of books" since its home to so many second hand bookshops. I spent the day browsing books and antiques before an amazing curry dinner.

Next I headed east to Bath and met some hilarious Australian girls before I had even checked it. I swear we are everywhere. We spent the evening chatting and drinking coffee, since Bath is full of old people on holiday and doesn't have much of a nightlife. 

In the morning I did another free walking tour (thank god for the inventor of free walking tours, I owe them my life, or at least several hundred dollars) and saw all the amazing architecture of Bath. I was almost getting sick of being told about the architecture but there was something really cool about Bath. Most of the buildings have a beautiful facade making them look uniform, but behind everyone created the house however they wanted. I love that from the front it is beautiful but behind is a shamble. 

After a long debate as to weather we should go get pampered at the thermal spa or go see the ancient roman baths, I decided since I was in Bath I should probably see the famous baths. So after the tour and an amazing 3 pound picnic lunch I headed to the famous Roman Baths. They were interesting but not unlike a lot of other really old things I have seen in Europe. The most interesting part was the tour guide who kept making snide comments about how the council didn't pay him enough. It was strange to try the warm spring water afterwards, although I only had a sip.

The next day, in absolutely perfect weather, I took a bus to Stonehenge and back. Despite all the people, Stonehenge was an amazing sight and I proceeded to ask 5 different people to take photos of me at different angles (the worst thing about travelling alone is not being able to be in your photos!)

I spent the weekend back in London seeing friends from home and discovering the hip areas of London with my cousin. It was the best way to end the travelling leg of my European adventure

Early Monday morning I took the Eurostar and arrived in Paris after so many months of planning and anticipation. I had a mixture of nerves and excitement meeting my new family. They are super nice but it will take a bit of getting used to, three days in and I am already feeling more comfortable. The language barrier is quite difficult, especially when you have a screaming 4 year old who doesn't want to take a bath and doesn't understand much of what you say. However, I am already starting to meet lots of new people and it helps to have Luey here going through the same thing as me. I think I will like it here.

Maintenant, je suis fatiguee, donc, bonsoir mes amis.

A demain.

bisoux

xxx