Today I left work with head full of Paris thoughts: places to indulge in macarons, wine choices, beautiful squares and parks, long walks and amazing galleries.
Got on my bike, shouted at some pedestrians trying to cross Oxford Street on a red light and felt few drops of rain on my face. It felt strange, rain making my head wet? But there is always something covering my head… I realised then I left my helmet at the office.
I am a very careful cyclist so it didn’t worry me too much. Wind in my hair felt so wonderful I could easily give up my head protection. But of course I won’t. This is London after all.
Tomorrow morning I am getting on Eurostar and heading for the city of love and great fashion. Off to pack my bags and paint my nails now.