France by WiL Anson

France was a blur really it just went so fast. One day we’re in Beaucaire and the next we’re leaving for England. I guess that’s because it was the most enjoyable, relaxing and entertaining. Southern France was like a dream and disappeared like one as well. It took over my mind and consumed my thoughts. It felt like I was somewhere else entirely from the world, as most people know it. Like a dream I can’t remember a lot just a few fragments of memories, which were created there. So I can’t tell you all that much about it, just that if you want to escape the troubles of everyday life then I would definitely consider the southern part of France.

Paris, well it’s pretty amazing just like everybody says it is. The food is great and very expensive just like everything there really. I would go back. I wouldn’t live there. Not for a long period of time anyway. Too many people. Far too many. But. Paris does have it’s lively inspiring nature and way of working. For this reason I am going to go back. Everything and everyone there appears to have a purpose in life, some ambition, goals which they strive towards.