As much as I love planning holidays, I also dislike it - mainly because I have to make decisions.
I'm normally good at decisions.
This time, I've got too many things to think about.
So here we go.
I leave Australia on the 13th of September, arriving in London on the 14th, in the afternoon. I'll find a hotel for the first night and see if friends can put me up until the 18th, when I get the Eurostar over to Paris. I've got a day on my own, then the Gunnas International Writer's Retreat starts on the 19th.
Ten days in Paris and Provence (okay, Occitane - but don't tell anybody that).
Arrive back in Paris on the 28th of September.
AND THEN WHAT?
I'm not flying all the way to Europe to only stay two weeks. I'm not sure I'll have a job when I get back, but still, you don't go to Europe and spend less than a month there.
I've pretty much decided that I need another night or two in Paris. I want to go to Versailles and Chartres - these are done from here. But then what.
Do I go back to England and head North for a few days? Go to York, or even Edinburgh or somewhere.
Or do I go back to England and go South, maybe having a trip for a few days around Cornwall, where the family come from. I've been to Cornwall a few times, but sitting on a beach watching your boyfriend pretend to surf isn't really the trip I'd want.
Do I stay in France. Lyon. Marseilles. Champagne. Brittany. Carcassonne. Monpellier.... endless places to go.
Do I head over to Rome and visit Lizzy?
Do I head to Barcelona and visit Cleo?
Do I have a chat to Reindert and see if we can coordinate again - maybe go to the Netherlands for a few days, visiting Belgium on the way because I've never been to Belgium and Bruges sort of fascinates me.
No comments:
Post a Comment