Alright, you got me. I did it again. Just when I thought I was eventually becoming a better blogger, it turned out that I failed myself and you all over again. Well I guess old habits die hard. But remember what I said about this semester getting really intense for me and that I needed to spend every possible waking minute on my studies? That’s exactly what I was doing while I was away from the Internet. You know, I’ve got commitments to myself and of course, you. I couldn’t be happier that my mid-terms were over. The last two weeks were probably the most difficult times during my academic years by far. I’ve never worked so hard on anything else apart from my business, the little success I have, because let’s face it I was a lost soul in high school. I had no idea what I’d want to do with my life and thus, I had no motivations or whatsoever to carry on with my studies. That explains why I am naturally empathetic for troubled kids who are in need of guidance. I can relate myself to them and I reckon that I just wish someone had helped me back then. Despite everything, I actually felt good about it, me. That probably wouldn’t be the same when I got my papers back. Nonetheless, the satisfaction of fighting for something you want and knowing that it’ll be worth it no matter what is indescribable.
Same for traveling, you plan and do research and all kinds of tasks and finally the outcome is simply priceless. Trust me, I know exactly what it feels like. Back to school, mid-terms were over, but that means exams are right around the corner. That’s the only shot I’ve got and I need to make sure that I’m going to fire at the target once and for all. Therefore, I’m asking my loves to bear with me for the following days until Christmas. There won’t be very regular updates but I promise you that I do have plans on Christmas series. It’s a tradition and I won’t miss it.
PS excuse all my incorrect English usage. I’m exhausted now and my brain is barely functioning so I can’t do too much of proofread.
Here we go again. I don’t particularly like to end things or to see things end. But as mentioned in the previous post, I was too tried to reject myself this time. Day 13 was the last day of my trip to Europe. I’m not sure whether I can say that I broke my limits because I didn’t even know what my limits were before. Forget it, I should be just proud for even doing this trip in the first place. And pushing myself to go further at the end of the day in Paris? I am hell winning the Ultimate survivor of the Year. Although, I ought to give some credits to the breathtaking views of this romantic city. Without its charm, I wouldn’t be bothered to lift my eyes for a second. You know your girl, she only gets the best stuff.
This day was mostly sightseeing but then wasn’t as relaxing as it may sound. The more pictures you see, the more places I visited in a day. And judging from today’s amount, it was definitely eventful to say the least. Starting with Moulin Rouge, a private garden and a cafe that might have been the setting of a French movie, we walked around the whole district and discovered a different side of Paris. I also saw a grape garden in the middle of finding my way to the metro, the most unappealing and dirtiest transportation I’ve ever taken. Did I mention that it stinks too? But other than that, no big deal. Right after that, we’re back in the center of Paris and hoping maybe we could go to a museum or two before our boat trip on the seine river. And dinner, oh dinner, I went to Bochica, the restaurant I kept raving about in my last post. It’s right next to my hotel - Gardette Park Hotel. I was there for three nights out of my three nights in Paris. That’s a straight truth. Now you know how good it was. The owner was especially lovely when I asked if they could do takeout for me. The taste scored an A plus without a doubt. I was getting the same fish fillet for two days and a holy delicious grilled fish with a special Asian spicy sauce before I left. Holy mackerel! It was the yummiest food in my entire trip. I don’t know if it’s because of all the meat I’d had for the past 12 days or the fact that I was still filled with oriental culture.Their fish is gotta be something! It totally deserves more love and likes! I have the address below, be sure to try it out when you go to Paris.
Bochica - 6 Rue Rochebrune, 75011, France Tel: +33 1 73 71 56 98
So that wraps up my trip to Europe. What a journey it’s been! I hope y’all enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.