On Friday, 26th September 2008, I married my soulmate.
That was the start of something. Something bigger than just me. The start of a life. The start of a family. I finished that day with a new ring and a new name and a person who’d been mine for a while already, but not quite so officially.
One year later I still giggle a small, secret giggle whenever I call him my husband.
Five days ago my husband and I (*giggle*) hopped on a train and sped off under the sea to celebrate the one year later.
By the way, did I ever tell you that I love trains? Well, I do. I’m generally not a great traveller. I hate cars, hate buses, hate boats and ferries, hate planes. But trains? Love them. I love the sounds, the rhythms, the mindlessness. The freedom to wander. The buffet cars! The platforms and announcements and whistles and guards and everything.
And all these things took us on our very Parisian anniversary trip.
View of the Eiffel Tower from the Champ de Mars
Arc de Triomphe from the safety of the street
Stunningly awesome cake in an expensive-looking shop on the Champs Elysées
Tree-lined sides of the Champs Elysées
Artist at work in Montmartre
Sacré Coeur in the late afternoon
Dahlia in Jardin des Plantes
Caged birds at the marché aux oiseaux, Ile de la Cité
More to come!