I love running into Paris pictures that are not particularly obvious, but strike a cord with me. Eiffel Tower images - nope, they just don't do it for me. It wasn't MY Paris - so it's beautiful and great - but it doesn't make me take pause and reflect.
But this image did for a lot of reasons. First, it's the carousel at Hotel de Ville across from BHV. Second, we used to ride it every winter - it was a tradition. Go ice skating at Hotel de Ville - ride the carousel there. All free. Maybe not the ice skating - but it might have been!
So I recognize this carousel. I recognize that lantern. I recognize that street corner in the background.
Hmm...on second thought, the street is kinda close - and I don't remember that. So I may be wrong. Eh - whatever. Makes me still think about my memories there!
I know there are ex-expats that read my blog and I was wondering if any of you have moments like this in your everyday lives? Things that make you stop and think back to that really different life we used to lead? And inevitably - you think for a second - it would be great to go back.
And then you remember about the day you had to argue with the woman at Monoprix just to give you change because you wanted to pay with cash and not your debit card because there was no way the Boulangerie would take your 20 euro to pay for a 1 euro baguette. So Big Box Retailer NEEDED to give you that change. You held up everyone in line as you and the cashier had a staring contest to see who's will would win out.
It wasn't her. I needed my baguette gosh darn it.
3 comments:
Yes- I catch myself finding something and being sentimental about our time in Norway. Jason usually then reminds me the the freezing cold winters. I got a letter in the mail the other day in Norwegian and was pretty proud I could still read it. I also find myself really missing seasons....I never thought I would say that :)
Well, I'm no expat, but I can't get enough of that picture! It looks like a holiday card and it makes my heart smile. So glad y'all look back on your times overseas with fondness! :o)
Absolutely. I miss it almost every day. Then again, we were still in our honeymoon period with Germany when we left. I only had 3 really bad days there. 3 days when I actually yelled out loud that I "HATED this place". But I remind myself that I should be thankful that I lived somewhere most people will never visit. And then I look at a picture or two and talk to Chris. It's good to feel sentimental about your experience. Just go to Target after.
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