Make no mistake about it, I didn’t book our Airbnb a street away from Jardin du Luxembourg as an accident. It was 100% intentional and carefully considered as it happens to be one of my favourite places in the entire world and I wanted to be as close as possible for those moments when the sun decided to shine.
We had a bit of a delayed start to our European adventure. A four hour airport delay on top of a four hour stopover that stretched into 9 hours total meant we had 37 hours of transit before we arrived. Luckily being stuck in Singapore’s Changi airport isn’t the worst thing to happen to a person. After consoling myself by sitting in a foot & leg massage chair for solid hour while Tim slept on a bench, I was feeling as fresh as anything!
We took a cab from the airport to our apartment as we couldn’t wait to just arrive and have a shower. The moment the taxi started approaching the Latin Quarter (the arrondissmont where I spent a short sabbatical a few years back) I instantly knew where we were and started to get my bearings. By bearings I mean I started to cry in the back of the taxi as I approached all the little places that kept me sane during my solo stay so long ago. It was nice. I liked that I knew where I was and that I could get around with ease. Having my husband with me this time made it all the more special.
We decided to beat the jet lag as best as we could by not stopping. Bags dropped off, down the elevator and out the door straight away. As we were so close to my old apartment I took Tim on a little walking tour to show him for myself, rounding off the lap with a quick walk through Jardin du Luxembourg. These seriously have to be my favourite gardens in the world (that I’ve seen so far). The green chairs, the boats in the fountain in the middle, the flowers… it just ticks all of the boxes on my Perfect Garden checklist and I’ve never been happier to be back.