After all my whinging about Paris, I never thought I’d see the day where I was actually GLAD to be back in Paris. Geneva is a gorgeous place, but the city just doesn’t do it for me without hunky hubby Pépé!
After 5 extremely long days in Geneva, despite being surrounded by clean air and snow-capped mountains, I have to say, it is a relief to be back in Paris breathing in freshly polluted air! Just what my lungs needed!
Sunday evening depression has a whole dimension when the weekend ends all too quickly and I’m back on that plane again tomorrow morning. Life is too short for this.