For me, holidays always begin from the moment I leave my house and head to the airport. Relaxing in the departure lounge (either with coffee or wine, dependent on the time of day) and binge watching movies on the plane is all part of the adventure. There’s that feeling of excitement, apprehension and wonder at what’s to come. I can’t help but love it.
Back in April, on board a Eurostar headed to Paris, I found myself reflecting on this feeling. If the adventure is all about the journey, then what does that say about life?
On that particular morning I had two options. I could wrap myself up in my magazine and fall into my own little bubble of fashion, journalism and travel reviews. Or I could sit back, sip my coffee and open myself up to the world outside as it whizzed past at 186 miles per hour. I chose to do both, switching from one to the other dependent on the scenery at the time.
Finding this balance in life itself isn’t always easy – that perfect equilibrium between being fully immersed and present in that particular moment, and knowing when to step back, take a breather and rest from the busy grind. I think that this is something that will continue to be a work in progress for all of us, as life changes and evolves so will the need for involvement and escapism. And that’s okay. The more aware we are of this, the easier it will be to find it.
So, about that journey…
Tuileries Garden, Paris
Stopping to smell the
Exhibition in La Conciergerie
Au revoir Paris