large bay windows halfway around the globe.

hello from paris. (: so i have finally arrived. it has been more than half a day now. the journey here was hardly manageable but im proud of myself for having made it.

the night before i left all the way till i left was pretty hard. both of us were picturing dark times after my departure. his absence was unthinkable for me and mine for him. needless to say, there was plenty of tears. the first few hours was especially horrible. i kept crying while the fact that he wont be around me starts to sink in and when i read the letters he wrote me for my lonely long journey across the globe. i have an amazing amazing boyfriend who understands and is ever so supportive and loving. isnt it weird to feel so close to someone even though you are miles and miles apart? i hope this separation will do us good and bring us closer and make our love deeper and stronger. (:

the flights were tiring. i shouldve slept more but the inflight entertainment was so good, the movies and tv shows kept me up even though i was exhausted. it is never easy to sleep in economy class anyway, even if you get leg room, they hardly stay comfortable for long.

the most memorable part must be from the time i arrive at cdg airport. i have been worrying about how to get my 30kg luggage off the luggage belt throughout the journey and the moment of truth have arrived. i remember feeling so proud that i managed to drag it off the belt without it making a heavy thud and i even managed to drag it onto a trolley. but that was so easy to compared to the journey ahead. paris metro stations have miserably narrow fare gates, miserablyyyy narrow. i had to drag my luggage in through its narrower width and also manage my possibly 10kg heavy hand luggage at the same time. AND the metros and the platforms are not level! there is a freaking floor drop, i had to ask people to help me get my luggage on and off the metros. okay worst part was dragging my luggage when changing from the RER to metro line 2. unlike outram park to NEL or dhoby ghaut, that was soooooooo far. i had to stop every 10 steps because my arm couldnt take the weight anymore. when i was finally at the fare gates, i almost died when i saw that it was even narrower than the previous one. thank god a french man helped me with getting into the station and up many flights of stairs. it was a nightmare. last leg before i meet fred, who is jean's brother, and whom im renting a place from! and finally i arrived at anvers, where i was meeting fred. i was so so proud of myself by then, having made it halfway around the globe, having managed my luggage and having conversed in french.

the apartment that im going to call home for the next 4 months is pretty cool. i like it a lot so far. (: it comes with a beautiful adorable black cat too.

i miss gaff a lot. im beginning to get used to the fact that im going to be here for a couple more months and its starting to feel a bit wow i really am going to live in paris. but such a huge part of me misses him so much. i guess thats inevitable.

i just tried to explore the area but i came home in an hour because i got lost and i decided to stop before i get even more lost haha. and it started to rain. i think i will try again tomorrow. find the supermarkets and stuff.