This summer, I have the lovely long holiday that comes with working in a school. This week saw only four days at work, a renewed contract for one more year in Budapest and a tooth extracted at the Dentist. Don't let anyone tell you that my life is not full and fascinating. The next thing to think about is the summer holiday. So far, I have a few days in Istanbul, a couple of weeks at home in Yorkshire and a week on the Isle of Skye.

Yesterday morning I did something that I have been thinking about for a while and booked flights to Paris for a few days in July. It has been 3 years, 10 months almost to the day since I was in the city, and that was the day that I left after living there for only a year. Paris has haunted me ever since, and even I am nervous about returning. So amazing was the city to live in, I wonder if I will be able to tear myself away when I go back. I left originally as I spent the whole year panicking about money and the cost of living there, it doesn't mean that I didn't adore every corner I went into. Hopefully, going back won't be too emotional.

Worse still, I am meeting D and L, so it may even be like I never left. I want to stay near my Jardin du Lxembourg, so I can imagine that everything is like it was. Should be an interesting summer at any rate, Paris and a few weeks in Budapest. I know that I like the Hungarian captial a whole lot better when I actually have the chance to explore it during the holidays. There are still 7 more weeks of school madness to go, including trips to Eger and Visegrad. Should fly by though, this time of year always does.