The holidays are over and the Parisians have flooded back into the city, recharged, refreshed and ready to throw themselves back into the daily grind. Understandably, the first week back is usually taken up with discussions of everyone’s respective vacations and by the second week the summer glow has faded and they are already counting the days to their next break. For my part, I’ve been hard at work coming up with a whole new slew of saucy stories – in between the obligatory bouts of cuddle time with my furry co-workers.
I must say that I’m quite a fan of the yearly August Exodus, where Paris pretty much shuts down…well apart from anything tourist-related, as the streets become even more full of these camera-wielding foreigners. Of course, part of the pleasure is that I’m one of the lucky ones who manage to escape the city for more exotic locales – Ibiza and Megève this year. Not that I have such a stressful working life that it demands rest – regardless of what I may tell my husband. Strangely enough, I often get a lot of writing done when I’m outside of Paris, possibly due to the change of scenery stirring up the creative juices…or more likely the limited Wi-Fi access prevents me from being sucked into the vortex of Internet videos that seems to consume so much of my time at home. But I digress.
That being said, I actually don’t mind being in Paris when the majority of the regular population is abroad. There’s less traffic and apart from the fact that all my favourite cafés, shops and bars are shut it’s not so bad. Personally, I rather enjoy sunbaking on one of the many Paris Plages and getting tipsy at picnics by the Seine and the canals. It’s even better when my husband has a few extra days off and we can spend time as a family lazing about the apartment together.
It also makes a nice change of pace from my summer holidays back home in Australia, which were always bundled together with Christmas and New Year celebrations. On this side of the world, however, I get to keep summer reserved for the much more fun – and far less family-friendly – activities…but that’s a post for another time.
Must away, as I should get back to work…or maybe I’ll just watch that one adorable video with the duckling trying to be friends