It’s been hot lately in Paris, in the past few weeks the temperatures have risen to 30 degrees regularly and the city has not shown its best side to me. Yes yes, it was cool that France won the world cup! My favorite player is of course N’Golo Kanté.
There are a few warning signs in the air when you are in a desperate need of holidays outside of the city:
- In the midst of a heatwave you find the city polluted, dirty and uninteresting. Paris is definitely at its best in mild Spring or Autumn days, when you can enjoy a drink in a terrasse in a mild breeze. Not so much in the summer heat with carbage smelling all over the packed streets.
- The constant problems with RER – I’m about to have a malaise myself just when I hear about a malaise voyageur – the 25 minutes waiting time when there is supposed to be a train every 5 minutes, wagons being so full that you don’t fit in, the infamous gap between the train and the platform swallowing your favorite Uniqlo cardigan, almost fainting because there are so many people, finding yourself mouthing “putain” like a hundred times on your way to the office despite the Spotify and e-book distraction.
- You almost start a fight with an American mom in Facebook mama group, who dares to call oatmeal old fashioned and says it has simple carbs, I mean simple carbs?? How dare she insult the Finnish national food in such an impolite manner. I’m so not going to put my 1 year old kid in carb free diet and just feed him eggs and avocados! (ok in reality the kiddo hates avocados which kind of breaks my heart)
So tonight I will be finally on holidays and taking a plane to Finland. I’m mostly thrilled about having way more space around me and preferably no people (except the family). Give me forest, lake, blueberry pie, rye bread and I’ll be happy! Châtelet – Les Halles in the morning rush, I’m so not gonna miss you.