Yes, like Joanna I wonder - do we say two thousand and ten, or twenty ten? Anyway, to move on! Off I went on another adventure. I flew out of Auckland on December 30th en route to Osaka in Japan. Spending time at the airport was quite surreal as there was no-one there! I know that airports have different terminals and I was no doubt in one that just wasn't busy that day, but really, it was just weird. In Japan, of all places! And actually, I just read somewhere that Osaka Airport is one of the best airports to get stranded in because of all it has to offer. Hmmm...... Anyway, the Air New Zealand flight to Osaka was good; the Air France flight on to Paris was just OK. And then I discovered that my suitcase had not made the journey with me! Oh, bloody charming!
*What does your suitcase look like?
*Well, it's black and covered in pink, blue, yellow and white spots.
*Any distinguishing features?
*IT'S SPOTTY!!!
C'est la vie. I was planning to change into something warmer before I caught the train, but.... hey, at least I had a nice warm coat!
So I arrived at Angouleme Station about 11.00pm on New Year's Eve. John was there to meet me and we drove back to his little town of Aigre, about 35 minutes away. Saw the new year in with a glass or two of red wine. As is compulsory in France I believe! No shops open the next day so I blobbed around in men's undies and a golf jersey. Not a good look. (Oh, and the trousers I had travelled in. Too cold for any nakedness!)
And that ends chapter one because I am still quite tired and instead of unpacking I have spent a large part of this afternoon putting up the pictures I picked up from the framer at lunchtime. Art works, posters etc I bought during my year in France. And which I love, but which cost a fortune to have framed! But hey, they are not much use shut in a cupboard somewhere. And I love them. :-) The top photo is of the sun setting whilst flying to France, and the other two photos were taken at Osaka Airport.











