• LIFESTYLE

    Packing adventure

    Ok, so I was planning to update you tonight on part 2 of my trip to Paris. However, I have sadly run out of time this evening after three days of packing, sifting, making boxes, and more packing.

    Thanks to some trusted friends who helped make a day of it on Saturday, I can honestly say packing a years worth of property was rather fun (and organised). Despite lots of uncertainty in this last season, I am learning to embrace the peaks and troughs of life and packing on a new level. 🙂

    Oh how this room has changed from the bare photo (top left).

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    My three top tips for packing.

    1. Purcahase StorePak Multi-use archive storage boxes from Argos. £11.49 and you get 10 in a pack. They are a bargin! I had left it too late to order the ones I had planned to on Amazon, and popped to the local Argos instead. I could not believe the inflation cost of cardboard boxes, which were free from supermarkets and similar shops when I last checked? I wasn’t sure if these would be enough, because they looked rather small from the catalog. They were perfect, and they have handles, which make them easier to move.

    2. Enlist your friends! I was lucky enough to have my friends enlist themselves. I was quite happy to go ahead and do it on my own, but as the saying goes ‘life (really) is better lived together.’

    3. Snacks, drinks, and good music! One of my personal favourites (at the moment) has to be ‘Come over’ by Clean Bandit feat. Stylo G (see below). I just can’t help but love the reggae beat! 😉

    Do you have any top tips for packing and moving home? Pop them down below!

    xx

     

  • FOOD,  LIFESTYLE,  TRAVEL

    My Paris adventure

    One week ago today I set off on my first Eurostar adventure to the romantic city of Paris. I can’t tell you how easy it was to get the train from St Pancras International. We set off rather early to get the most of the weekend; leaving London at 7.31am. Getting through security with a morning coffee was as easy as 1,2,3. I fell asleep about 15minutes in the trip, and woke up around 30mins before arriving in Paris Nord station. Yes, that’s right. I slept through my first channel tunnel experience. Still, after a sleepy start, we were off on an adventure to experience the french underground transport, the Metro. As we were going to be in town for four days, we bought the book of 10 tickets, which came in just over 13 euros. Having full use of my iPhone (maps) navigating the Metro was rather useful. I’m also convinced a year of travelling on the London Underground system boded me well for this trip. The trip underway, and the forecast thunderstorm was nowhere to be scene… Happy days. With no breakfast, and very little sleep, we were starting to wilt during our search for the hotel. Speaking very little french, we were so grateful for the lovely french locals who took pity on our confused faces, and helped point us in the right direction. We met so many lovely locals, who despite a very real language barrier extended great kindness through-out our trip – going against the stereotype. We have arrived! Warmly greeted by the staff at the Westside Hotel, we dropped our bags and turned our attention to the city of Pariee!! First stop, Eiffel Tower. The city seemed rather quiet today; at least in the back streets. Thankfully the sun came out to play, after a chilly start to the day, and despite a short burst of rain we got the first glimpse of the glitzy tower through the trees. There’s just something about Paris. (Stay tuned for part 2 of my Paris adventure, which includes my brush with a french chef, the bridge of love (a.k.a Pont De Art), world famous macaroons, and the museum of luuuuuuuuve (a.k.a The Lurve). xx

  • BLOG,  LIFESTYLE

    Wind, freefall and parachute

    I’ve never been sky diving before, and I’ve never really wanted to either. I’m happy to go a plane, but if you ask me do I want to jump out of one. The answer will most definitely NOT, you crazy person!

    Still, I do love this beautiful multi coloured parachute…

    The closest I’ve probably come to an extreme sport is zip wiring down a 25ft creek. Back in high school I went on a team building weekend to an outdoor activities centre. I still remember the fear of the unknown and terrifying fate that awaited me as I stood 25ft up, on a rock that I was about to glide off  from, with nothing but a harness and a rope to cling on too.

    Life can be much like those risk taking events. One minute your standing on a rock, safe, secure and happy; and the next you are being pushed off a cliff into free fall.

    I guess both situations can feel very scary, even if you purposely decide to jump out of a plane, or off a cliff for fun. One thing is for sure it is better to do either within the safety of a parachute, or a harness. The consequences of doing either without would be foolish, right?  The truth is both require elements of risk. We must come to understand that it’s not so much whether we choose to take the risk to jump, but whether we do it within the safety of a harness, or with no thought or safety net in place. I know which one I’d prefer.

    There have been situations in life where I have seemingly jumped head first without thought, and some where I have taken time to process and think through my decisions. Some work out, others don’t. What happens when we get thrown of course after we made the decision to do something at a risk, and it ends so suddenly? We could get bitter, we most certainly be hurt, but I have come to find that the beautiful side to taking a risk to love someone or go after a dream is to appreciate and celebrate what it was to be brave, and even if it doesn’t go the way we planned; remain hopefully that whatever happens next time I will jump again, and I will do things differently, and I will wear a better harness. There is beauty to be had on the other side of that jump/risk. It’s the worst pain in the world to feel rejected by someone that you love. However, I refuse to let my life become a bitter experience where I stand on the rock. You can witness some amazing sights by standing on a rock, or looking out of the plane; but there is nothing quite like taking that step of faith, and experience the beauty in the free fall, with your parachute in place to swoop you into the air and escort you down gently.

    Suddenly those overwhelming thoughts of fear (adrenaline) pumping through your body, as you begin to take that step of faith in an unknown situation, quickly fade.

    There’s a verse in the bible that says, “If you want to walk on water, you have to get out of the boat.” I paraphrased, but it’s basically saying if you want to live extraordinary then you must be willing to do extraordinary things, and not conform or compare to how we think something should, may or could go.