Buckle your seatbelts for even more photos of Chartres! I couldn’t help myself — not only do I normally take way more photos than actually needed, I was mid-4 month freak-out about how we were leaving France soon and wouldn’t have many more opportunities to take photos of places like this. If you want to see even more (but still not the full collection), check out my flickr page by clicking on the photos.
About a month before we left France The Husband and I decided we needed one last trip to a historical site in France. We enjoyed le Mont-Saint-Michel so much that we knew our choice needed to be another church. They just don’t make them in America like they did in Europe! So, off we went to the town of Chartres, about an hour train ride from Paris that cost us all of €12 each.
The town itself is beautiful. Full of winding streets paved by cobblestone and with churches on almost every corner, it is a quintessential stereotypical French town. Now, I have to say that we had been told so so so much about Chartres, so we were expecting a lot. And it didn’t disappoint! But I will say that Chartres itself was not our favorite church in the town — that will come in the next post!
Things have been moving quickly in these parts. I feel like ever since we’ve gotten back to the states we’ve been running non-stop. We got back in June. Since then we’ve been to Florida visiting family, Utah for a wedding, Illinois visiting family, then are moving into Chicago this weekend where The Husband and I are both working, and are going to California next weekend. Between all of that visiting we found time to job hunt enough for me to currently have two jobs. We’ve been blessed in more ways than I can count since returning to the States, but incredibly busy at the same time.
Currently we’re sleeping on an air mattress on the floor of our apartment until we get to move all our furniture that we haven’t seen in 2 years (!!!!!!) in this weekend. We have no internet. We have no light in our bedroom. We have nothing to cook with. We’re so busy that neither one of us gets home till 9 at night. And we’re incredibly happy. I miss Paris with all of my heart, but it was time for that chapter to end and this one to begin. We’re just hoping this domestic chapter is a short one and that we start another international adventure again soon… In the mean time, enjoy my sporadic blogging of pictures of Paris that make me swoon. Once we get internet I’ll post some pictures of our new home, Chicago.
The Husband and I are slowly getting settled back in the States. We both officially have jobs and are starting the apartment hunt today after work (I’m writing this from a desk in a high rise in a city — who would have guessed just a few weeks ago!). Of course its my lunch break, but as I have this down time its hard to believe that just a short while ago we were living our dream in a tiny minuscule studio in Paris. Oh Paris, la ville de mes rêves.
We knew it was going to be like this but it’s still hard. It seems like Paris was just a dream — an extremely long dream with lots of ups and downs, but a dream none the less. I think thats why we basically our whole last month out of doors in the city — I don’t think we’ve ever walked so much before in our lives. I can’t say I regret it. These are some of our most magical memories.
The Husband and I are total and complete tourists and love viewing our city by boat… I mean, what’s not to love? You get to see all the sights and don’t have to move an inch, plus you get a great breeze during the summer! I’m sold!
Not gonna lie… Even though I have that weird arm growing out of my head in that last picture, its still on the new cover I just had made for my Kindle. Paris me manques!
A few weeks before we left Paris for good (this time….) we had some friends in town — a friend of my fathers who was visiting with his wife and daughter for his daughters college graduation. Anyone who knows me knows that theres one thing I love more than The Husband in this world, and thats Paris. I jump at the chance to show people around my city and share some of the love that I have for it. Lucky for me The Husband thinks Paris is just as great as I do…. (He was a staunch Lyon lover before we moved to Paris…. Something to do with him having lived there before and hearing from all the Lyonnais that Paris was lame…. Good thing we fixed that!)
We spent just a few days together, but managed to hit up some of my favorite sights in the city.
Our Paris home was located in a kind of random area — but we loved the location! Within 20 minutes we could walk to Sacré Coeur or the Arc de Triomphe (walking is always better than metro-ing in Paris) and we definitely took advantage of that short route to take lots and lots of walks in Montmartre.
Every Sunday we walked from our place to Sacré Coeur and back, stopping along the way to look at street art and appreciate the con artists working the streets. We had some good friends move back to the States about a month and a half before we did, so we took advantage of their last week in town to meet up for a picnic at the foot of Sacré Coeur followed by a leisurely walk around the bobo section of Paris. The best part was definitely stumbling across the stairs featured in the second part of this video, causing me to sing For Emma for the rest of the evening.
We miss Paris. We love America, but we miss the place that became our home over the past two years. Good thing we’ll be having another adventure next!
I’m not going to apologize for the lack in posting lately. The Husband and I were down to the wire — our last month in Paris, and I decided that I would rather be out and about, taking photos and enjoying our last bit of time together in our favorite place on Earth.
Our favorite activity was definitely taking long walks — we would walk from our place up by Sacré Coeur to the Seine, taking in the sights, enjoying the bands that were playing, and taking in the beautiful weather.
We’re in the states now visiting family and getting ready to move on to the next big place in our lives. While its great to be seeing family and be back in America, we sure do miss our home in Paris.
As I look back on these photos, I am reminded of how lucky we are to be living out a dream, even if our plans don’t always work out as we imagined them. It’s particularly hard to be away from family and friends when we are having a hard time, as we have been lately. But places like this and the friends that we have made here make it easier to get through the hard spots in life.
I’m grateful for every opportunity we’ve had while we’ve been here, especially the ones like visiting le Mont Saint-Michel, a place so gorgeous it took my breath away and strengthened my belief that there is a greater plan and purpose here on this earth. We’re trying to make the most of our last two months here with more trips like this one (amidst the problem of finding out where we’re going to in the states, haha) and lots of long walks along the Seine. That means lots of good pictures coming up! But for now, enjoy the rest of the Mont Saint-Michel, or the time that we spent exploring the tiny paths through the tiers of houses on the island. This was definitely one of the most incredible trips that we have taken this time in Paris.
Of course we had to check out the gardens of the Mont Saint-Michel. Lucky for us you’re kind of forced to head out that way — the gift shop leads out into them and we couldn’t have been happier!
Somehow, we magically got the perfect day at the Mont Saint-Michel. I’m not sure how that happened, but if you guys ever go I hope you get a day as awesome as ours was! I’ve been missing it lately. We’ve had kind of the worst month ever, so looking back on this pictures (when we’ve had the time) has helped to make this month better!
I’m going to miss things like this when we move back to America.
Only one more Mont Saint-Michel post to go, and then we’ll be back to our regularly scheduled Paris-centric posts!