a week in london, in 25 photos

London. What can I say?

I love the city.

I did not want to leave. I've been to many wonderful places during our three years in Europe, but no other city made me feel that way before. It's been more than a month since we were there, and I still think about it often.

London has my heart.

I shall be back. Yes, one day.

down in the courtyard

As the party winded down and some of our neighbors began going upstaris to their homes, I looked up and saw a small piece of sky, in dark hues of blue-gray with smear of pink.

A warm, early-summer evening, spent with good food and good wines, chatting, laughing, relaxing.

I thought I would be happy if time stopped and I just stayed here forever.

fête des voisins 2012

Fête des voisins 2012., a photo by cocopuff1212 on Flickr.

And here's a scene from our "neighbors' party" in the aforementioned courtyard. I'm really going to miss these people.

courtyard

Our building's courtyard., a photo by cocopuff1212 on Flickr.

The courtyard in our building is paved with concrete, and with three trash cans and nothing else, isn't exactly pretty to look at.

But the pink-ness of the building makes up for it -- I think.

seven more weeks

Seven more weeks in France., a photo by cocopuff1212 on Flickr.

Yes, seven more weeks. That's how much time we have left in France -- we're heading back to the U.S. this summer.

It's an exciting time and we are looking right ahead. There are a lot of things we are looking forward to, as well as issues we need to address (that have been put on the back burner for three years). I know there will be an adjustment we have to make, but surely this upcoming move will not be as hard as moving from L.A. to France.

I just hope our wash-machine will hang in there for just seven more weeks, and that we won't get rear-ended for the rest of our stay in France.