Sleeping with a Horseshoe
This week has been an amazing week. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, and that the journey has really begun.
I spent last weekend in Paris with one of my best friends, Katherine. It was her first time in Paris and I felt honoured to witness her falling in love with it. There is only one first time to see the Eiffel Tower, eat macaroons at Laduree and explore the Louvre, and we did all of that and more. We were blessed with fantastic weather, and the rare and underrated ability to get on well with each other for four whole days.
I came back to London refreshed and reinvigorated by the memories of the joys of travel and exploration, of which I have so much more to come.
Then on Tuesday I received not one, but two, offers to buy my flat (apartment for you lovely North American readers). I, of course, accepted the first one with great enthusiasm, and spent the rest of the day with a permanent smile on my face. Selling my flat has been on my mind a lot lately, and the lack of offers was beginning to stress me.
As if this wasn’t enough to place me on cloud nine, a third wonderful occurrence took place in the middle of the night. I got a text from my brother telling me that I had been offered a ticket to Burning Man! Tickets are almost impossible to come by for this year’s festival, and so when Phil and I didn’t get any in the main sale we decided not to worry, and that if we were meant to go, tickets would come our way. Not in our wildest dreams did we think we would both find tickets before the end of March. If you could tattoo smiles on faces I would have one on mine.
The next day I went for the most magical meal I have ever eaten. It was at The Fat Duck in Bray. This Heston Blumenthal restaurant makes a meal into an unforgettable experience.
The twelve courses including a Madhatter’s Tea Party, sushi while listening to the sound of the sea, and a bag of very special sweets to finish with, including one sealed in an envelope, of which the seal turned out to be chocolate!
Not sure how it happened, but it seems I’ve been sleeping with a horseshoe all week, and I am so incredibly grateful for the luck I have had.