Paris-Italy: 1 Jan (12 Dec 2011- 2 Jan 2012)

Leaving Paris meant the last day of my 3 weeks break in Paris and Alv's last of his 4 months exchange adventures in Paris. Sadness. We could spend our whole lives together just travelling. As we dragged our luggages towards the Metro, we were absorbing the last of the Paris streets that morning. The Metro went underground mostly and though the suburbs and going into the Metro would have meant the last time we will be seeing those cobble stoned streets. So we left with sadness, had our last croissant and last pain au chocolat from a Parisian boulangerie in the train and reached the airport 3 hours early.

Couple of hours later in Dubai, we realised that both of us were issued to different flights although we had bought the same returning EK 432. The french staff had mentioned about the seats apart from each other but he definitely did not mention about the different flights at all. So at 12.47am and tryly annoyed, we looked for the Dubai staff for a change of flights for that mistake and spent at least 30min hanging at the counter. In the end, we managed to get our right flights back with the luggage stowed into the right flight and headed for our last leg home. It was the most tiring flight of all. For that approximately 8 hours, Alv did not stood up a single time and had fell in and out of sleep. I woke up for one bite of the panini snack with eyes closed before telling him I'm not eating anymore because I want to sleep. And through that 8 hours, I did not even complete watching the cartoon Bambi. Till now, I still don't know what's the ending for Bambi. Bleah.

So we've gotten home after a wonderful wonderful holiday and fighting against a jet lag.

Favourite cobble stoned streets of Paris on a coaster tacked to my wall.

And our 3 weeks route.

2012 and more adventures to come.