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On Being Boring

I moved from London to Brussels with my husband nearly 10 years ago. When I told people we were moving, the news was greeted with bemusement: why did we want to move to a city that was possibly the most boring place on earth? Ten years later and I can honestly say that I've had more fun here than I ever did living in London. It might not be the most exciting city in the world but it is a fantastic place to live. It is full of hidden treasures that you probably never get to see as a tourist: wonderful shops, amazing food, great museums and galleries, beautiful architecture, a forest (yes, a whole forest), and so much more... And if that doesn't convince you, well, get on a train and you could be in Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne or, yes, London in no more than a couple of hours... Which other city can you say that about?

I love it when she gets all serious

Also, giant burnt out trees. Seriously though: those trees. There will be more of them on here. And her. My little big girl. My adventurer. Do you know: I can already feel the first flutter of her wings. One day all too soon, she’s going to set off on an adventure and when she looks back there I’ll be. Without her. And she’ll be off. She will soar. And I’ll become smaller and smaller until I’m just a dot on the horizon. When I think about it, I stop breathing. How we get from here to there, I just don’t know. But I do know we’ll make the most of everything that comes in between.

20 June 2014 - 2:55 PM annie - whoa. that hit me right in the emotional bits. 2015 summer camp in SF at the montgomerys??

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