The new uniform! (and updates)

Well Love here you have it. Your uniform for me for the hostel. To fill everyone else in...Paul told me when we open the hostel that I would have to wear the uniform. Jokingly I said what's that a string thong bikini? He said nope, overalls and a yellow hat! What!?! That's it that's the uniform if your not going to wear it your not coming over to work. Well I didn't have much luck finding a yellow hat so the bandana will have to do!

As for a update...not a whole lot has changed. The sad end for Pauls fabulous holiday is drawing near though. He has booked his flight home to Ireland for September 1st. Not that I want to see his fun end but I was so glad to hear that. Up until then nothing was concrete. Now I have at least some idea of when we may see each other again. Greece was ok. As of right now thought the major prospects for the hostel or business are France and Spain. I have tried to help as much as I can from here. I have been doing some research into properties in the two areas and sending him links. It's the least I can do at this point.

It's not been as difficult as I thought it was going to be since I left France. I thought I would be a wreck when I got back not knowing when I would see him again. I guess it's because I left France knowing that everything was going to be ok. We have hit a few bumps in the road since I got back, but we are going to make it through. We have made it this far what is another month or two. I still have my moments though. I just miss him, that's a good thing. If I didn't have moments that would mean I didn't care. The plan at the moment is for him to spend some time doing research into all the options once he gets home. And then, we meet up somewhere to discuss all the options. So as you can see not much has changed. We are still taking it one day at a time. I left my heart in France in more than one way. I hope to go back and collect it!

Take care everyone! Be back with a update soon!

Our Holiday in France...

First of all I apologize for this taking so long. Everone has been bugging me for pictures and stuff but I wanted to do this right. I gave Paul a journal for Christmas that I wanted him to write all his wonderful adventures in. While in France Paul read to me his exciting adventures. At one point he asked me where my journal was, well love here it is in all it's glory. If you want a play by play of the whole trip grab a beer or a glass of wine or a cup of coffee and sit back and read my tale of my love and I and our adventures in France. Or you can just scroll through and look at the pretty pictures. I recommend reading the two most exciting days which was the first night in Lyon and the first night in Carcassonne. They are probably the most amusing days of the whole trip.

The readers digest version: I loved France. Everyone was so nice and the cities were beautiful. I was so glad to finally get the chance to see the places Paul had told me so much about. To see the place where he is happy and would possibly like to live. It was wonderful. So to answer the question that everyone has been asking. What next? The truth is we still don't know. When I left France he left for Italy and is now on his way to Greece. When he is done his holiday then we will talk about what's next. For now things are just as they were when he left. He is on a long vacation and when he's done his travels we will determine what's next. All the fears I had going over there are gone.

To Paul: Thank you love...for everything! You have taken me to places I never would have imagined I would go. I'm so glad to have been a part of your big adventure. I enjoyed your journal entries very much. I hope you enjoy mine as well. I can't wait for you to read me the rest of your journey. All my love!

Monday May 22nd, I'm so nervous it's finally here...

After a 8 hour flight with a screaming baby and a change over in Germany. My plane has landed. OPEN THE DAMN DOORS. I couldn't get off that plane fast enough. My heart is pounding! I'm nervous, excited, sick at this point and scared. My original plan was to hide like he does to me and watch for him to look for me. That wasn't happening, first of all he is right inside the gate there was no where for me to go. And truth is...I couldn't wait another second. He looked so good. I am so lucky to have him in my life. I gave him a hug that lasted forever. Already I was crying. I didn't want to let go already. I get a big welcome to France. Did I already say how good he looks. I mean he has always been incredibly hansom to me but something is different. I see happiness in his eyes.

We get on a bus to head into town. I told him about my horrible flight and the screaming baby he had cursed on me. It felt so good to be back in his arms. We head to the little hotel he had got. He was so worried about whether I would like it because it wasn't much. I could have cared less at that point I had my Paul that was all I needed. He went back to the hostel to get his bag while I freshened up. Once back we did some catching up...52 days worth of catching up ;-) First things I notice in France I love the buildings. The windows all have shutters and it's very comfortable. I'm liking it already. We headed into town to get a bite to eat. There are sidewalk cafes everywhere its hard to pick just one. We finally decide on one and I sit down for my first meal in France.

I had a pesto pasta and Paul got a carbonara that came out with a raw egg in a dish?...What am I supposed to do with the egg? Oh well here goes he dumps the egg in and mixes it in. Oh let me tell you! HEAVEN! I was jealous I wanted his meal. He was nice enough to share as I shared mine as well. After that we have a wander about town. We went down to the water and made our way into the old part of town The whole time his hand in mine. I miss that...I feel so safe and secure with him. We head into a little Irish pub for a pint. I have been dyeing for a pint of Guinness. Paul pass' on the Guinness and gets a 1664 Blanc. He had tried it a few days ago and taken a liking to it. I jealous again I like his beer! We had a pint or two there catchin up a little more and head out. I wanted to go to the beach. It's getting late but we grab the beachmats find a liquor store and get a cheap bottle of two Euro wine and head to the beach. We sat there looking out at the water and talked about everything. I am so excited to be here.

Coming over I was worried things might have changed. I kept telling myself I would know within minutes if something had changed. I can tell you I already know. Nothing has changed we still have the same feelings for each other that we had when he left. I can't explain it...it's just a feeling in your heart. I knew this trip was going to be wonderful. The hardest part is going to be to not think about leaving till that time comes. Just enjoy the time I have with him. We will cross that bridge when the time comes. Day 1 one wonderful. I'm loving it already!

Tuesday May 23rd, The On-screen lovers head to Cannes!

My first full day in France I'm so excited. More than anything I'm just excited to have my love back at my side. Today it's time to head to Cannes. I wanted to take a boat ride and there is a faery in Cannes that takes you out to a island with a fort. Sounds like a plan. We were hoping to beach it today so we put on the swim trunks and head for the train station. EVERYONE is going to Cannes! With the film festival on it IS the place to be. We get our tickets and off we go! I'm so excited at this point, my first big city in France AGGGHHH!

Once there Paul took me on a little tour. He showed me the Apartment he used to live in across the street from the Pizza place he has told me so much about. We walk past a old hang out of his and past the place he used to work and then he takes me to Monoprix where we are going to go shopping for a picnic. We get some fine French bread, ham, Brie cheese, prawn crackers, oh borsin pepper cheese, water and some fruit juice. Good? Yes off we go! We head to the dock where the faery leaves and buy our tickets. It's going to be a while so we head over to the to shore line to get a nice view. I tried so hard to take everything in. These are all the wonderful things he had told me about and they truly are wonderful.

We head to our little ferry and head across the water to the island. Once there the wind was kickin like crazy! We wanted to picnic on the beach but couldn't find beach without 30 mile winds. We ended up finding the remnants of a roman tower overlooking the water perfect spot for our little picnic. Best meal I have had in ages! So simple and yet sooooo good! We watched a bunch of kids trying to sail these little sail boats. When none of them were falling off or bumping into one another we lost interest! Next we headed up to Fort Royal. It is here where the man in the Iron mask was held. Pretty neat going into the cells and stuff. I got news for you those cells were bigger than my current bedroom! Not to shabby. We finally head out on the last boat leaving the island to head back into town. My cold is killing me at this point. We head to the Quays were Paul used to work for a pint and a hot whiskey for me.

Here is where I made a BIG mistake. We started talking about the relationship and without going into detail I ended up sitting there crying at the bar for an hour. Which of coarse didn't make Paul feel good. He was singing Wonderwall to me...I will never forget that. "I said maybe, your gonna be the one that saves me. And after all, your my wonderwall" Funny, I think that song kind of describes us. I tried to cheer up and move on but was still very much hurt. I had already done the damage at this point. But I wanted to go up and see the church and Paul wanted to see the sunset. I ruined it. I honestly did ruin it. That sunset meant so much to him. It meant so much to him for me to see it. To see the sun go down behind the mountain and all the little lights come on going up it to the little villa's. That was special to him and now I'm kicking myself for messing it up. Not a good start to our holiday. I said I wasn't going to bring up the relationship till the last night and I blew it...Nice job Stacy.

Movie Star! Diggin the hat!

Our boat to the island! We are big movie stars too!

I AM smiling take the picture!

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The alley ways of Fort Royal

Walls of Fort Royal Paul took this nice shot love!

Sunset in Cannes...

Screening room on the beach in Cannes for the film festival.

Wednesday May 24th, Off to Lyon! Maybe not....

We woke up this morning with full intentions of getting on a train bound for Lyon. We got everything packed up and headed for the train station. They were on a number system just like at the deli counter. We got a number and had a seat on the floor. It was going to be a while. Paul went out to the lobby and got us some breakfast and coffee. He soon realized he left his phone at the hotel. Leaving me with the bags he ran back and luckily it was still there. Our number finally came up and Paul went up to see what we could get. It turns out the next train wouldn't be till much later putting us in Lyon late. Instead we got tickets for the next day and decided to stay one more night in Nice.

We found a hotel and decided we would head for a beach. On the hunt for sandy beach not the pebbles of Nice we thought about going to Cannes, but with the film festival going on Cannes was just way to crazy. We headed for the tourist office and he suggested going to Antibes. Easily reachable by the train just a few stops down. Beach mats in tow we headed to Antibes for sandy beach. We found it along fortress walls sitting in a little cove area. The beach was busy but not packed. We set up shop and headed for the water. No one in the water maybe its just cold. Wrong! Jelly fish or medusas everywhere. Not just the little white ones but these guys had red running through them as well. After I saw a little girl come out screaming I said no thank you. Paul having never been stung like I have was much braver and headed out into the water. I kept watching this band of teenagers chilling on the beach trying to spin Poi. I was itching to get up and show them how it's done but figured that would cause problems.

As the beach was clearing out we packed up and headed back for Nice. Paul has been telling me so much about this Pizza place in Cannes I think tonight we should give it a whirl. I got a little dressed up to try and fit in with all the red carpet wanna b's off to Cannes we head. We get to the little pizza place and it's packed! Apparently the place to be! It will be a little bit of a wait we are in no rush so we wait. There is one man making the pizza's in a big brick oven. It's the same guy that was making the pizzas when Paul lived here. He is so into it its crazy! We get a table and they seat a guy at our table with us who was complaining about everything from the start. Just then I got a call from mom so I head outside to talk to her. I'm standing at the window watching the pizza guy. Hunched over a little pizza he looks up just with his eyes at me and smiled, then very intensely he picked up the pizza and flipped it and kept smiling at me. It was too funny. I saw our dinner arrive so I headed back in to Paul who I sadly left at the table by himself with the muppet. Apparently the muppet thought I was from South America and he was a big producer muppet. Yeah anyway! We got a good laugh out of him had a fabulous dinner and desert and headed out to one of Pauls old hangouts.

The place was hoping! Paul recognized some faces behind the bar and caught up for a minute with them. We got a few pints and head over to a massive bar table to enjoy the band some. Time for another drink Paul leaves and goes to the bar for round two. No sooner did he leave some drunk came over and was hitting on me. Some friend had bet him he I wouldn't talk to him. Trying to speak French to me at first then bad English I tried to tell him I'm there with my boyfriend. Paul comes back and he leaves. Paul said I can't leave you alone for two seconds can I. I keep trying to tell him I'm quite the catch he just hasn't realized it yet! All in all a fun night. We head back to nice one last time tomorrow we are going to Lyon. I can't wait Paul has told me so much about it and I'm finally going to get to see it!

Thursday May 25th, On to Lyon...

Time to leave Nice for the time being and head to Lyon. I'm very excited about seeing Lyon because Paul has talked a lot about this place. We get on our train and off we go. We get into the train station and then take the metro into town. We decide to get a hotel right next to the train station. After a brief fresher up we head into town. Paul takes me to his favorite sandwich shop. They make this sandwich that basically is a panini with hamburger and french fries and everything on the panini. There goes the weight I lost. Yum Yum! Paul took me all over town showing me the highlights. The open squares with cafes lining the sidewalks. The park which was having a big festival going on at the time.

Wandering the little streets we find a rave party in the middle of the day on a Thursday in the street. We later found out it was a bank Holiday. He took me to the river and showed me where he used to live. Wow nice view from his old place. Lots of fountains here. Paul seems to dig fountains. I guess I do to that's one of the reasons I had taken him to Longwood gardens back home. After a wander around town we head to the St. James where Paul used to work. Once again everyone he wanted to see was out of town. He's not having much luck meeting up with old friends. That sucks I wanted to meet all these people. We have a pint of beer and decide to play some pool. I'm shocked...no numbers on the balls...weird. He then proceeds to tell me European rules. Oh yeah short pool cues too...very weird. He of coarse kicks my but the first go around. But then he scratches on the 8. Turns out that rule is the same! He lost that one.

We walked around town a little more and headed to a little pub Paul used to hang out in. The girl behind the bar (I'm sorry love I'm so bad with names) recognizes him. Long story, but she knew Paul when he lived there. They do a little catching up and we proceeded to drink. There was a football game on at which Paul lost 5 Euro to me for. There was live music coming on so we stuck around and continue to drink and have a blast! Last call came...not sure what time that was but we seem to think It may have been around 2:30. So we weren't drunk but very happy. Paul wanted to get a cab I wanted to walk.

We remember the walk home...once there we decided this was our first room with a bathtub so we are going to take a hot bath. What happened next is a mystery! Next thing I remember is a knock on the door. I wake up confused...another knock. Who is it? It's me let me in! I open the door and there in the hallway is Paul without a stitch of clothing on. I mean as naked as the day he was born! I asked what he is doing in the hallway naked? Shut up go sleep! But...How long have you been out there? Why are you naked? What happend? The last thing I remember is the bath...what happened after that? Shut up go sleep! I look at his watch...it's 4:00 am. Good Night! We will revisit this situation tomorrow.

Awww how cute! Check out these fountains!

Across the river the cathedral and mini Eiffel Tower

The Cathedral overlooking Lyon

The big game!

Friday May 26th, A day in fabulous Lyon...

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Paul and Lyon!