Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Dan说

干吗写英文日志!给我好好写中文!

Dan says:
。。。
没有中文写的丰富
英文表现力起码有一半折扣
还是写中文吧


好吧。我错了

Monday, November 22, 2010

巴黎夜未眠

Ten days in Pairs, I really feel time flies. Lulu and I have known each other for more than ten years, and we have not met around 5 years. We have changed a lot but we remained a lot of things also.

Basically we did not sleep well during the past ten days, the normal schedule of us is felling asleep around 8 or 9 in the morning, waking up around 1 or 2 in the afternoon, then going out, coming back home around 12pm. Linger in the city, have coffee and dessert in the nice café and restaurant, famous church, famous art, famous building. All the nice things make me remember big Paris.

Just by chance, I met Fenni in Paris also. We went to Disney together, and had a really nice dinner in the current no.1 French restaurant. (Really love it!!) Talking about the common friends in Stockholm, taking about the life during the past four years after we came to Sweden, we really feel people come and go, but the friendship never ends.

Maybe this time, I am more like a resident living in Paris, not like a tourist. Discussing the normal life in Pairs, making hot pot with nice friends, all these activities are just the same for all the oversea Chinese. Lulu’s apartment is around 15 minutes away from the center, so I am not so afraid of the complicated Paris map. On the contrary, I think I like the complicated map.

But I really don’t like the large crowd in the public transportation. All these remind me the crowded Peking subway. And I think after four years in Sweden, I have changed to be a calm and peaceful person. Not a cold heart, but definitely I don’t like the crowded city any more. So now I totally understand why so many Swedish go out in the young age, but come back after few years.

There are so many nice and charming places in the world, but there are not so many places where we want to live. We choose something and meanwhile we must give up something else.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

It might be a sweet escape

Someone reads love stories as an escape from reality. Someone use cooking, sports, whatever as an escape.

I travel. I am used to do traveling from time to time, for visiting friends, for tour, for escape.

On the way to the airport, on the flight, you never know who you will meet and chat. You never know what is waiting for you in the new destination. I love this kind of feeling.

Today I woke up and found it was a white city outside, I really feel cold but lucky. I picked a damn right day to fly away. Even I totally have no idea how the weather is in Paris, but I don’t even care. Cause I did my escape already. What I can get in the new place is something that I can not expect too much.

Since I was a kid, because the curiosity to the big big world, I always need to go out, far, further, out of home, out of my country, (I did not say out of the earth -.-) Try to find and get something new. Even I do love the place I lived, but I just can not feel I want to stay there for my lifetime. So I walked away, to a new place. It is hard but somehow I feel really satisfied.

Recently I really feel people will change, sooner or later. That means maybe one day, in the future, eventually, I don’t like to drift anyway. Nothing last forever, no matter how it feels today. That feeling makes me sad, so I suddenly decide to go to the place that I dreamed before. Just like I said and heard, maybe within another 10 years, Paris will still be the same, but I will change. That is something I can not avoid, something that I can not escape from.

The day when I booked the ticket, I was really upset and kind of hurt, and I think nothing is better than an old friend and a sweet cake. So I decide to go to the city that I always thought I would go there with romantic story, even I am alone this time. I just need a friend to take my good memories back. I need my spirit back. I need to be the sunny girl, the strong one.

Everybody says, that time will heal everything. But what is the wretched and endless in-between?

But, even the darkness is coming, and even the snow is coming. Now it is for dress on! Party starts! And Paris, finally here!