All in all, when I travel, I like to stay in a given place a few days. Much of my selection of the Intrepid trip I chose to Egypt earlier this year was that every night was not a different city. If I had longer than two weeks, I would have waited to languish even longer in some of those places. I could have spent a week alone on that Red Sea beach, and I’m not a big beach person. It was just a place where we were so thorgoughly disconnected. Funny to type that on my laptop, that I enjoyed being without connection to the world. Ha!
At any rate, my latest trip plans are anything if languishing in a given spot. It just worked out that I will not spend more than two nights in any given place. I arrive and spend a night in London. The next morning, I’m on my 4 day Cornwall trip. This translates into two nights in Newquay and a night in Bath before getting back to London in the evening. I spend another night in London and get up bright and early for a 5:30am train to Paris. Two nights there before returning to London for two nights before coming back to the US. This, I think, is my version of plantes, trains, and automobiles.
Paris was sort of an afterthought. I had a few days and I didn’t want to spend them trying to get somwehere. And believe me, I looked at everything from the northern isles of Scotland to the reaches of Italy for a side trip. Paris is one of those places that I always figured I’d go see but never had concrete plans or mainfest desires. Hence the short two days there. Just enough to get a taste. Since then, though, as I’ve read and looked at photos of Paris, I’ve wished I had been able to toss another day or two in, so if the actual city leaves a lingering impression as I’m told it will, I may be back that way one day.
And yet, I’m also so looking forward to my days in the old city of London again. Over lunch today, I looked at the lists of events that I could check out my first day there, and there were 60 PAGES of things to do. Well and truly a ton of stuff, and so much of it, museums and galleries, free to boot. As I poured through my options, it was with much sadness that I can’t spend longer there. Alas, my remaining vacation time off and the exchange rate does not encourage it right now.
This weekend will be spent home with the folks, hopefully a bit of relaxation before my whirlwind through Southern England and Paris.