One of my favorite stores here is actually a Dutch chain: C&A. I found a sweatshirt there this week. My acquired-in-the-past-four-years French style sensibility has pretty much removed sweatshirts from my wardrobe. And God forbid a sweatshirt with a saying. Although, I find in Paris there are a lot of shirts and sweats with “cool” words and phrases, but I tend to avoid them.
Not yesterday. The phrase: “Dream Big” in big print. Under it “Travel Far.” It’s a sentiment that appeals to me. OK. Duh.
I’m also a follower of Mike Dooley. I may have mentioned him before. I read his book Infinite Possibilities in 2014. He didn’t say anything I didn’t already know or believe- he was just more articulate than me. I subscribed to his Notes from the Universe. Emails to me from the Universe, almost daily. This was the one from today. And I so believe it.
People believe what they want to believe, Marcie. And this, alone, explains what they have or don’t have.
Does that make your entire flippin’ day, or what?!
Believe what you want, Marcie. Give yourself permission, and don’t be afraid to go BIG.
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So. Dream BIG. Just like the Universe says; Go Big.
Why is this important or meaningful today? My attitude has not been at its best for the past few weeks. Yes, Chamonix did give me a break! But back to Paris and back to the existentialist dilemma of what’s next in my life? You’ve read the recent blogs on Owning Paris and France. What’s to conquer? I’m the kind of person who seems to always be looking for the next big thing. And I don’t know what it is. And waiting? Waiting is not my favorite activity.
So then I find my sweatshirt: Dream Big. Travel Far. And The Universe through Mike Dooley reminds me of the same thing.
A dear friend suggested I travel, perhaps to Cassis. I was hesitant as I spoke with him. The last trip to Chamonix, no matter how much I enjoyed it, left me a bit rattled. I don’t forget wallets. I don’t lose things in cabs. I am a master traveler. These setbacks made me wonder if I was getting too old to travel by myself.
That thought lasted maybe half a day.
Today I went BIG. Next week – and it is another sudden trip like Chamonix. I checked the weather. The window is great for the next week, not so great after. Just Do It! Instead of going to Cassis itself, a small but pretty village in the south of France (where it should be in the low 60s with sun!) (I will NOT lose my sunglasses this time – of course, now I have 3 pairs of good sunglasses.), instead of going there, I am going to Marseille. Down on TGV (tres grand Vitesse – high speed train) on Wednesday and there by noon. The going Big is the hotel. I have splurged at the Grand Hotel Beauvau Marseille Vieux Port by Sofitel. A queen bed with view on the port itself.
Go Big. It’s only money.
Two for one. Marseille has been on my go to list for a long time. And Cassis is pretty. I called the Sofitel and talked to the concierge. At first they were unwilling to transfer me to the concierge. I had to have a booking number or date. They don’t just talk to any old person calling! Sniff.
I said I have the website open. I am going to reserve your fanciest room (and costliest) but not until I know I can get a boat trip out of Marseille or Cassis. Amazingly enough, I convinced him and he transferred my call. The concierge was wonderful. He suggested a bus ride to Cassis and take the boat from that harbor. So I immediately got my train ticket and made the reservation. I upped for breakfast too. I figure a four star hotel will have more than a croissant and runny eggs for a breakfast choice.
And by going to Marseille and not directly to Cassis, the train ticket was less. That’s my justification for the fancy hotel.
Who am I kidding? I never need justification for a luxury hotel.
Which leads me to the next topic: Tea. You all know about my tea adventures at luxury hotels and tea salons. This stay in Paris I have found that those outings have introduced me to new teas. I am now buying this tasty stuff and drinking it at home.
I am hoping to insert a photo – my teas from Palais des Thes: Blue of London and Montagne Bleu, and from Mariage Feres: Milky Blue. I now buy in tins for loose tea. I have two tea thingies. The thing that holds the loose tea… ? And shall buy more. And I have small tea spoons (not teaspoons) to mix in my cream. And now I have found cute little pitchers for the cream. Both from a flea market. I love the one that says Bonjour!
But tea leads me to ants.
Before going to Chamonix, I stopped by the boulangerie and bought this delicious … not tarte… pastry. To have with my afternoon tea. Vanilla cream and icing. Yum. But I got busy packing and forgot to eat it. I left it on the stove top. I was in a rush. Didn’t think about it.
Ants must have a tremendous sense of smell. And vanilla pastry left for 3 days must emit a fragrance that is an aphrodisiac to those tiny creatures. Or maybe it smells like heroin?
Ants all over the counter. Don’t tell Norm, my friend on his cruise.
I used my own method of extermination. Oh… that sounds cruel… well, it was the ants or me.
Over the years I have found hot water does the trick. I pour boiling water on a sponge and sponge them up and then again wipe down the counter with the hot water. Started that on Tuesday night on my return. This morning, Friday, they are no longer visible. And no chemicals.
Going big takes some time planning. It’s now midafternoon. I see the sun out my window. It beckons. But first I have to do some cleaning up. Straightening. The apartment’s cleaning lady is coming by tomorrow morning. I need to put stuff away after my crazy jaunt to Chamonix so she can actually reach surfaces.
A friend said yesterday that my tiny apartment would make for slit wrists – feeling cramped and closeted in. But no. In fact, this is the largest apartment I have rented (or not, given I am house-sitting) in all my visits to Paris. It’s very comfortable. The one drawback is that he left his stuff here. Oh, he cleaned out some closet space and two drawers… but it’s not like the normal Air B&B with empty furniture. So I have piles of stuff around. That is what I shall tackle next with the incentive to finish in time to enjoy the sun.
Hope the weather is treating you well too.