Back in January I moved (for the very first time in Â my life) out of my family home in London, to a small flat in Saint Cloud just outside of Paris.
I was terrified, stressed beyond belief, and hated leaving my parents. I’m writing this now, as my Dad has recently passed away after a long battle with COPD (Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease) and he was so happy and chuffed to see me fly the parental nest. I’m pleased he got to see me grow up at least a little.
I’m currently back in London now, but will be going back to small flat as soon as i can. The satisfaction of knowing how easy it is to travel between here and there makes it a little easier on the heart and head, and I don’t think my Dad would have wanted to me give up so soon.
I’m going to try and share more of my experiences out there on this blog so please do check back. Below are some snaps of my first 7 weeks in Paris.
I’ll be back soon.
See full post here: Alice Potter Illustration2015-03-14.