Back to france

Yeap, we are back from 3 days trip to Stockholm, Sweden.

More on that later, now got loads to do.

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My dear Ifa is coming tomorroooooowwwww!!!!!!! OH MY GOOOSSSHH!!! bad news is that she's only staying for one day in Paris, cuz she's gotta event to attend to in Deauville. But what the heck, we are meeting up anyway!!! Woo hooooo!!! it's been.....2-3 years???

Buka puasa

First day of Ramadhan passed by so sadly, besides being home alone in Paris because Pierre Louis had a dinner with his colleagues, which I refused to go to, as well because this is the second Ramadhan that I am away from home and I'm reaaalllyyy longing for buka puasa with family eating my mum's five-star quality cooking.

So, I just made myself some pasta for dinner and some fried potatoes for the break fast. Sad sad.....yea i know....

BUT!!! The second day, we spent the whole day in Paris, discovering new streets and districts, trying out Velib (bicycle rent provided by Paris' town hall) and went to Place de la Bastille and Jardin des Plantes. We were soooo tired, imagine without drinking and eating, lucky the weather was just nice and friendly.

Velib rental and parking. We press press and press on the provided machine to unlock the bicycle. First 30 min. is free. And you can find many Velib stations around Paris, so no problem in disposing the bike.

Us in Place de La Bastille. There was some tehcno parade going on, some kind of dance battle or sumthg. Which was lame though..

Jardin des Plantes

We decided to buy some Ispahan for buka puasa in Pierre Hermés shop and another tart made of capsicum and parmesan cheese and blue berries!!!!! ???????huh??? yea it did taste weird.

Pierre Hermés shop. It is beautiful and luxurious. And look at those pastry spread!! They are costly by the way.

This is Ispahan (the pink paste is crispy yet so soft, between there is generous amount of raspberries, litchi cream and some slices of the fruit), I fell in love the first time I tried it which was few years ago. And every time I'm in Paris, I definitely spend 6.50€ for one of these beauty...

So, we sat down in a park at 8 pm waiting for the time for buka puasa and galloped our beautiful little cakes like there's no tomorrow!!


It was heavenly........

I thought I was gonna die......

No, seriously I really thot I was, I thot I would never see Pierre Louis again. Okay, it sounds a little bit exaggerated but you'll see...

The thing is, it happened last monday when I spent the whole day in Evelyn's apartment with Dessi, until she abandoned us that is...*ehemm ehemm*. We just, well....talked, lying on her bed, talk nonsense, cooked, ate, talked, it was a very productive day really... hee hee..

Time passed by, and my watch showed 18.30. Pierre-Louis called, we talked for a while and had to hung up 'cus the metro was making so much noise. Around 9pm, I tried calling him back to tell him that I was still at Evelyn's waiting for her to get ready to go to the train station.

I could not reach him, the phone was inactive so I thought he just fell asleep and forgot to recharge his phone.

When I reached home, I kept trying to call him like millions of time. Still no luck. So i left him messages that will make him soooo sorry and miserable for letting me worried so much. I was really really scared that something happened to him, like metro accident or sumthg or getting hit by a car........yea i was THAT worried, I mean come on, from 9pm to 1 am I wasz left blind-folded without knowing where he was and what was he doing.

I even called his parents to know if he called earlier, but nope.

And I could not call his uncle, whose apartment Pierre-Louis is staying in, cuz he's already in Corsica. And no, he doesn't haf fixed line. I even asked my parents to call, so my Dad did.

Usually it feels weird talking to to my Dad about boyfren-related matters, but I was scared to death this time, so I just broke down and cried telling him the whole story. As usual of course, he was so calm and relax that he told me to pray, sholat and baca Qur'an.

1 am, my phone rang!!!! And it was him!!!! So, I guess you guys know what happen next.... me, scolding him to the max. him, apologizing to the max too. But I could not have been happier.

Apparently, he fell asleep after taking down a panadol since he felt a bit unwell. However, his handphone was on and on loud-mode too. So I guess it's the fault of Orange (french mobile operator, like Maxis) who decided not to function properly that night!!! UUrrggghhh....!!!!

Well, what's past is past, now I'm in Paris enjoying the holidays with him. In few days, off we go to Stockholm!!!!

My first bouquet of flowers from a man.... really, seriously.

His expression of apology for making me worried. Isn't he just....adorable.....aaawwwwww....