That is how i feel about our time in Paris.

March was cold and gray, we just arrived, exhausted after weeks of preparation, and i felt deeply tired, cold and homesick. April and May were time for us to go trough the loss of our little lilo. June started, we left for a much needed time off in nature, which was beautiful, and yet another drama, i felt on the rocks and my knee will need 2 to 3 weeks to recover.

From my window it feels like Paris is a city i ought to visit, some day.