|bottom left translates: ‘door closed but spirit open’…i love this!|
Once again, I have committed the blogger sins of all blogger sins…insanely late posting. But anyway. Two weeks ago now, I went to France (even though it’s only been 4 months since I last left…major Francophile over here) for Easter weekend with my parents. We visited a tiny little town I’d never heard of before called Millau, in the South West.
I’ve always thought of myself as happiest when exploring a new city or town someplace. For me, very few things in life compare to the feeling of being where the streets are unfamiliar and not a word of English is spoken around you. Maybe so much of my life is dictated by deadlines and schedule just that element of spontaneity is what my soul needs.Or maybe I just need to escape reality sometimes; because let’s be real, who doesn’t?
We stayed in the Château de Creissels which used to belong to famous French opera singer but today is a charming little hotel, nestled in the idyllic setting of the valley. You can still see some of the singer’s personal possessions showcased around the hotel, including a magnificent vintage Louis Vuitton trunk! Of course I also took the opportunity to enjoy my favourite French foods: duck pate, pastries and the ultimate, irreplaceable moule-frites ♥ Whilst there we also visited the city of Montpellier, and I absolutely fell in love with its electricity. The architecture was so gorgeous I just about Instagrammed all of it. Definitely up for semester abroad round 2 there. We shall see…
Sinéad xo ¦ more travel posts here