I wasn’t keen on the idea of missing class that Tuesday, but really, when will I ever be 28 years again? And it’s depressing enough that I’m on a course full of 18/19 years olds (minus the small hand full of ‘mature students‘ – 23 years plus).
So I made a conscious decision to spend my birthday (15th Oct) out of London… And out of the lecture room!
After class on Monday the 14th oct, I rushed from Elephant and Castle to King’s Cross St Pancreas to catch the Eurostar to Paris! Read my story about falling in love with the city of romance here.
I arrived in Paris and made my way to my friend’s house for the night. The next day (my birthday) I spent the day walking around the city, enjoying my own company and reflecting on life. I left Paris the next day feeling refreshed and revitalised. I needed that one day to myself. That one special day I will never get back again… 28 in Paris!
Here are some pictures from my romantic day (alone) in Paris!
Where’s the most romantic place you’ve ever spent your birthday?