Eat one last piece of Turkish pizza? Check.
Return bikes to Florian? Check.
Leave keys for Marijke? Check.
Stash giant duffle bags at WORM? Check.
Get strangely emotional and shed a few tears? Check.
And then we’re on the Thalys train, watching the countryside whiz by between the station stops… Antwerp, Brussels and next thing you know: Paris!
We’ve left one family behind but there’s another one waiting for us… And as we walk up rue Caulincourt, they are all gathered on the balcony to meet us: Mom, Dad, Julie, Glen and Max. Another place, another home, another adventure about to begin….
One thought on “6.2.12: Doei Rotterdam, Bonjour Paris”
Oh, how lovely/lucky you all are – that good kind of luck that you make for yourselves…(and I see you there too, Lisa even though somebody has to take the picture!) xox