day 8. after breakfast and a light lunch at the villa, me and T bid adieu to the rest of the family and headed to the airport to go back to london for the night. we arrived to a rainy, cold london evening.. it seemed a cold front had just passed through the region. even so, we weren't going to spend our saturday night in the flat.. so we braved the cold and took a train to picadilly circus to wander about... but not too late.. we were headed to paris the next day.
This is where the hungry come to feed. For mine is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven't tried before. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It's probably worth it.