Before I say anything, let me start by saying bonne année, bonne santé, et plein de bonnes choses….
There. Now that the annual Happy New Year-wishing obligation is taken care of, we can start the year. 4 New Year’s Eves in Paris and I’m still not totally used to how seriously they take their bonne années here, but I’m getting the hang of it.
A look back on 2018
2018 was a busy year! Work, travel, family, friends… it was a year chock-full of bonnes choses. Before moving on to what’s to come in the next year, I always enjoy looking back on the past 12 months to recap and remember all the things that happened. Time passes so insanely quickly, it’s easy to forget how much you can do in a year.
In 2018 I….
- Started a new job
- Had a massive leak in our (newly finished) ceiling [still not repaired]
- Visited Beirut
- Was visited by my parents, and went to Provins then Marseille, Cassis, the Luberon
- Turned 30… and celebrated it at Disneyland Paris
- Went to London for work
- Went to London for fun – to see Hamilton!
- Fell in love with Cabourg
- Watched an open-air opera of Carmen in front of a chateau
- Saw my friends get married in front of zebras at the San Francisco Zoo
- Went to New Orleans for work
- Visited Copenhagen
and….
- Ate, drank, and saw more wonderful things than I can count
Happy New Year 2019
What’s to come in 2019? That’s a very good question. I suspect that this year will bring a lot of unexpected things. Unlike past years, I don’t have a checklist of significant events that I know will come to pass; there’s no apartment to buy, I’m not moving to a new country (that I know of…), and my job is good and stable. There are no milestones or major life events anticipated for this year so I can’t wait to see what happens.
The only thing I know for sure is planned for 2019? Travel. Like any good française, I’m already deep in the planning for where we’ll travel this year. We’re way behind the competition who have certainly already booked their August vacations and bought train tickets for their endless weekends away. Short weekends, long escapes, we’ll see where we find ourselves in the months to come.
Another Américaine in Paris 