(to the point that I was crying
about the experience I was so
moved when I met Steven back
at the hotel), in New York City,
where I'll rush to see the Monet water lilies
(also magnificent) before the MoMA
closes, when I arrive there,
same day and this was the photo
I used on November 1, 2020.
I felt so happy seeing this, because
I felt exactly the same way when
I visited the Orangerie last week!)
Apparently world travel is good for us. I hope airlines figure out
a fuel that won't hurt the environment. On the side of travel is
the eye opening that happens when you leave your normal
environment, your neighbourhood, your city, your country. The
opportunity to learn, to meet people from all over the world,
to make friendships that change your life -- that is travel.
Returning from Paris, France has been both hard and wonderful.
I have often thought that if I stay somewhere for a week, it would
feel like home. And that was true in Paris. Partially because I
was lucky enough to take French in school from the time I was
five, so I could understand what people were saying, even if
I couldn't speak French properly myself (no one I know in
Toronto speaks French conversationally.)
But the most compelling attraction to the city of Paris, was
all of the incredibly kind, and fun people who we met.
Today is a glorious, warm autumn day -- November trying to
fool us into thinking the leaves in magnificent colours will
last, the sky stay the bluest of blue. So I am delighted to be here too --
to see so much colour and beauty out my back door. Trees in
yellow, gold, and red. Perfection. And I miss the warmth of
the people I met on my travels.
Have a loving your life day.