It is a strange feeling, when you give back the keys of the apartment in Paris, leave your car, office, and go to the airport with several suitcases and a one way ticket to…Tokyo.
Ok, it is not the first time, but having spent the last five years in the city of lights and love (as one of my friends likes to say), I do feel Parisian at heart. Like everywhere you have things you like, things you cannot stand, and things that after a while you unconsciously take as a norm.
Moving is not as easy as it looks in the movies. It is a long and hectic process while you sort out all the practicalities until the moment when you board the plane and the announcement says “boarding completed”. According to another friend, it is the time to start listening to “What a beautiful world” by Louis Armstrong.
At the same time, moving to a new place frees you and gives you an opportunity to start again, to be different (if you want), to create something new and to discover.
By the time Air France starts serving champagne, I find myself humming “Hit the road, Jack, and don’t you come back no more no more no more no more, hit the road, Jack…”
I am ready to fly, and you?