9 November, Paris. This was the big day. I wanted to go to London and Paris. The idea of the trip was from watching a Youtube clip of a-ha announcing they are going on tour that year. The first thing I bought were the tickets to London. Then I bought a ticket to the concert. I planned the trip and bought each little thing piece by piece. I paid for certain hotels on one paycheck and other hotels on another paycheck.
It was just, I had a mishap on the very first night in London. What I thought was a bed and breakfast turned out to be something different and the guy who ran the place I was to lodge at said that he doesn’t lodge people anymore. I was fine, I survived. But while in London, I began to doubt things. I would ask myself what am I doing here? Am I really going to Paris? If I am, how much more debt will I incur, little
I had already paid for the train tickets and the hotel, as if anything could I change anything. Fortunately for me, the place I stayed at in Meudon was the hotel Ibis, an actual hotel chain. I saw one in Cambridge. My mind was set at ease. I put more planning into my two days in Paris, than I did for the whole trip.
On that Saturday, I walked 29,000 steps.