I’m going to keep it short and sweet this week. In all honesty, I’ve not been up to all that much and with a test coming up on Thursday at school I’ve been trying (note the use of the word trying…I’m having varying degrees of success) to spend some time revising.
It’s no secret that this is my absolute favourite time of year. There is something about Christmas that always feels so special to me. Seeing the streets transformed with lights, decorations and trees, visiting the Christmas markets, drinking hot chocolates (I’ll take mine with a dash of Baileys thanks) and the genuine excitement that for me, lasts all month long. It might only be the 2nd of December but I started to get into the Christmas spirit last weekend. Paris at this time of year is already proving magical. I visited Le Galeries Lafayette to see their Christmas display and it was BEAUTIFUL…you can see a few pictures in last weeks post. No joke, I literally spent about two hours wandering through the store and admiring the lights. I already told you, I really, really like Christmas guys.
After that I took a walk to Avenue Montaigne to take a look at any Christmas displays the designer stores had. To be specific I wanted to see the Dior store. I’d come across a few photos on Instagram and it looked amazing. Well, it didn’t disappoint. The store front is magical, the pictures I’ve put here really don’t do it justice. It was also really nice to see something so pretty as there’s a lot of damage around Paris at the moment following the protests against the rise in Diesel prices. I also love to just walk through this city (something I rarely ever did in London), I feel like I’m discovering a new piece of it every week. From there I walked over to the Eiffel Tower and then met a friend for some dinner. We took a walk to the Christmas markets at Jardin des Tuileries…they’re really cute but if you’ve ever been to Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park, London you might be a little disappointed. This one is much smaller but the Christmas spirit is still there!
Even the little town that I live in has been fully thrown into Christmas. At the Hotel de Ville (Town Hall) there is an enormous tree surrounded by loads of little trees. There’s also a postbox for kids to send their letters to Père Noël and a little Christmas fair going on this weekend. There are also Christmas trees on the little roundabouts around town, all of which are covered in baubles and twinkling lights. As the nights get longer and it gets dark earlier I love seeing the streets lit up and all festive. It means it’s almost time to go back home for a couple of weeks, sit by the fire with my dog, eat and drink too much and spend time with my family. I’ve always taken as much holiday as I can at this time of year so I can spend it at home…my happy place. There is so much of Paris that I want to see before then and lots of festive things to do but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to boarding that England bound Eurostar come 22nd December.
20 days and counting…