Occasionally time moves so quickly that I think someone (or something) may be stealing it from me. But not everything is a Doctor Who episode, so instead I just sigh and say the tiresome phrase “time flies when you’re having fun.”
December was lost to me in a flurry of finals, food, new socks, and traveling. In the midst of the flurries I managed to grasp onto some events that will probably make up my most precious memories, the kind I will think of fondly when I am an elderly lady.
Christmas was spent as it should be: with my family. But instead of our typical candle light Christmas Eve service, we attended midnight mass at the Notre Dame. And instead of opening presents by the tree on Christmas morning, we climbed to the top of the Eiffel Tower, got cotton candy, and ate a Buche de Noël while watching Merry Christmas Mr. Bean on my laptop. Not a typical Christmas, but one that I will never forget.
Over the entire Christmas break I went to a total of 13 museums in three different countries. Mon pere et moi deserve the sit-down at Musee D’Orsay. (Also I must say we look quite angelic in that light).
My favorite part about spending Christmas in Paris with my family was probably the food. And the hot chocolate. (We went to Angelina’s. Twice.)
After Christmas, we spent four days in London, which was not nearly enough time for me to get over the culture shock of being in such a completely different city. I think London won me over the second I stepped into a Tube station and did not smell any urine. I have never seen a city more clean. I also loved being a tourist. Living in Paris, I try to shy away from doing touristy things, but while in London I had the time of my life taking a million pictures.
I didn’t see the Queen, or HRH Prince George but I did get to see Jeeves and Wooster the play, which was absolutely hilarious. Not only that, but I got to meet Lois’s house mom from her study abroad trip in London and pet her adorable kitty!
December wasn’t lost in the void, I was just too busy having the time of my life to notice the minutes pass by.
PS: Stay tuned for the next episode: Most of January Got Lost in a Void Called Ireland.