And excited as I am -- and I'm very, very excited -- I am nonetheless feeling the odd anxiety and reluctance to travel that often hits before a big trip. I didn't know others felt this way until I saw a post on Paris Breakfasts several months ago. Coincidentally, that post also featured Paris cafe tables and chairs (and the cafes themselves, for that matter), and the blogger, Carol, who paints the most wonderful Parisian watercolours, talked about the reluctance to travel that always hits her two or three days before a trip.
I'm not sure where Carol at Paris Breakfasts usually relaxes, what weighs down her heels as she's preparing to fly, but here's one reason for my own heel-dragging. We've finally had a few warmer days (after an unseasonably cold spring) and I've been bringing my morning cuppa out to this Parisian-styled cafe table and chairs.
And here's my view,
And I'm wondering why I'm going to leave, in just over a week. . . And I'm thinking of the many things I have to do before we'll be ready. . . And I think of how unnatural it is to put so many thousand kilometres between ourselves and the people and places we love best. . .
But don't worry. Once I'm on that plane next Wednesday, with the one I love, I'll be ready to make the most of my time in a city I love and also ready to discover a whole new country, Portugal. Meanwhile, I've almost got the packing figured out. I'll try to show you tomorrow.