I’m an avid journaller. It’s now coming to the point where we need to pack up all our stuff in the next few weeks and start long term travelling again and the thing that I always find hard is what to do with my journals. I accumulate so many and they are so important to me that there really is only one option. They go in my backpack! If that means forfeiting some clothes I guess that’s the only option!

I’ve been fondly recalling my beautiful Parisian trip in June with two of my beautiful girlfriends and thought I would do some online journalling to record our memories. No doubt these photos will get printed at some point but for now they are in a digital format. Far easier to fit in a backpack!

We wandered Les Puces flea market, picked up little finds, stopped for coke in old fashioned bottles and kept calling each other to new finds that we discovered.

Even catching the Metro is fun when you are with your best friends and they have twirly skirts.

We wandered and wandered until we discovered the arcades Lau had fallen in love with on her first trip to Paris 6 years ago. The black and white tiles, specialty stores and little boutiques delighted us.

Our hotel was in a seedy part of Montmartre with our room at the top of 6 flights of windy, steep stairs that gave us a good excuse for croissants for breakfast every morning. We slept on faded floral sheets and argued with the moody shower that only gave out limited amounts of hot water each day.

I took the girls to Tom and my favourite Parisian restaurant where we gorged until late in the night and sat in the Summer sun.

Picnics under the Eiffel Tower. Mandatory Paris activity. We even got a group proposal from a South African.

On our last day in Paris we caught up with Lau’s sister and her man who took us to a beautiful spot for a Sunday brunch.

These girls make me so happy and having all these little moments together as joint memories is something I’m so grateful for. Same time again next year girls?