wandering minstrel
This is great. I’m writing to you today in a brief pause during my trip from Toulouse – Paris – Berlin. I’m sitting in Paris airport in front of my laptop, with continental lunch and a macchiato to drink. Surely it doesn’t get much better.
After overcoming the cold-induced bleakness before New Year’s Eve, the house had warmed sufficiently for us not to be frozen solid during our sleep. Tim hasn’t been well so we spent a fair amount of the day just chilling out at the house while the others ventured out and explored some more crumblies in France. It was good to just take a breather, so to speak, watch a movie and play a computer game or two. Following that we’ve had the chance to visit some more photogenic places, as evidenced by the gallery.
And now I’m off to Berlin! It’s exciting to be journeying alone, but Maxwell was right: it’s quicker to travel on your own, but it gets lonely quicker too. I finished his book, “Winning With People”, and devoured Matt Redman’s “Facedown” on the plane today. If travel downtime is good for one thing at least, it’s reading and contemplation.

