Well that went quick. 7 and a half years in the blink of an eye. It all started so innocently, 1 year in Zurich, jam in as much travel as possible and be back in San Francisco before we know it. “Before we know it” finally came, just a bit longer than planned and with a few extra turns in the cobblestone road to say the least. Hard to recap all that happened, hopefully as time goes on the 1 million pictures we have and the few fun little posts to this blog will serve as documentation of the journey and help jog the memory.
I guess the easiest way to summarize it all is in 3 chapters. Chapter 1 Zurich. Chapter 2 Paris. Chapter 3 London. So let’s start at the beginning.
Hopfenstrasse 12, 8045 Zurich |
Paris. Oh Paris. Where to even begin. 4 years there and now forever a second home, forever a place I will want to get back to, both Paris and the country of France. Special for so many reasons, the baguettes, cheese, wine, the term “getting Frenched”, the language, the architecture, the gritty side, picnics, the Metro, and even those green trash cans found every 50m and the green brooms the street cleaners use. Its chaos and confusion were fun to experience for 4 amazing years. Oh, and Joséphine arrived along the way too! Everything changed in Paris, we got to see the city, travel some more, meet new friends, and not only find out we were expecting our first child, but go through the process just as any other French couple who had no idea what was about to happen would do. One surreal memory among many will be sitting in the hospital on the 2nd night, looking out through blurry and sleepless eyes and seeing the top of the Eiffel tower off in the distance. Our lives changed with Joséphine of course, the travel slowed down but for the most part we still got out of town a number of times. We had Wilma as our nanny who was amazing and definitely eased our transition to working parents. The sleepless nights are always tough, but pushing her around the streets of Paris in her “poussette” for afternoon naps, maybe even getting “une seize” while she slept was always fun to do. How many people get to do that? Parisian memories to be sure.
Paris may have been the last stop for us were it not for a career turn that extended the journey a few more years in Europe, taking us on to London.
Paris may have been the last stop for us were it not for a career turn that extended the journey a few more years in Europe, taking us on to London.
3 Victoria Villas, Ewald Road SW6 3ND London |
So many memories and experiences over the 7+ years in Europe, a chapter of our life we will never forget and we’re fortunate that we have found a second home of sorts there. While it will never be the same, we will certainly look forward to future European vacations and the dream of one day being able to spend maybe 3 months a year in France once we retire. Given the experience we had there was more than we could have ever dreamed of, certainly doesn’t seem so farfetched that we can make that happen!
And Finally - My top 10 “things” I’ll remember in no particular order:
- Summer heat with no screens on the windows
- Pain / Vin / Fromage
- Swiss Public Transportation
- Sunday in Switzerland
- Running along the Seine
- Picnics in French parks
- European Holiday schedules
- Walking the streets of Paris
- English Pints in London Pubs
- The places we were able to see, people we met, and experiences we had!