Up, Up and Away!

Morning All, 

So after many, many months of planning and preparing as well as at least forty evenings spent scouring the internet for the best deals around, Mr. Warehouse and I are finally off on our first ever holiday, abroad at least. Unfortunately a luxury two-week holiday in Bali or even the Canaries is off the cards as we both are in financial straights at the moment and whilst I am saving to get myself a little run-around, Mr. Warehouse is slowly trying to clear some debts of his own. 

But after searching for what seemed like weeks on end for a week long break away from Blightly, somewhere hot and with things to do I got it! Lyon in the South of France. Now it may not be somewhere beachy or sickenly romantic, but you try finding a holiday for a week somewhere hot, in the school holidays and on an August bank holiday weekend, and all for under £200.00! It isn't easy, trust me!  

Because it is France, and being situated in a city half way between Paris and Cannes, full of culture much different to our own and wonderful places to visit I am thoroughly looking forward to going away. I am kind of hoping that I will be swept off my feet a little by it all. I mean, I am already very much loved up with my Mr. Warehouse but maybe this holiday with each other will reignite something special again and make that fire burn even brighter than before. Although I cant help feel slightly uneasy at the fact that the last few times I have been away with a boyfriend for more than a few nights it has always ended with a break-up within eight-weeks. 

A small part of me hopes that whilst Mr. Warehouse doesn't like flying,  he will enjoy himself and learn to accept another culture and enjoy the time we spend together. I would like to think that a trip to France, one of the most romantic places I believe to be in the world, along with New York, Bath and Italy, will inspire him and excite him to be more romantic, because lets face it girls, we all love a bit of cheese with the flowers and chocolates thing. 

What I am most looking forward to about the trip to Lyon is all the things we will get to experience and do there. Situated in the Rhone-Alpes region, it is France's third largest city. The city is not only known for its historical and architectural brilliance, not to mention the art of weaving and creating silk products high in the hills overlooking the city, but also its gastronomical flare too. The Lyonnaise cuisine is something of a foodies paradise, and as a lady who cant get enough of the sweet and savoury, I am more than happy to be dining out for breakfast, lunch and dinner. and with a Roman Amphitheatre to parooze, Rhone and Saone Rivers to cruise along and the trendy Presqu'île peninsula areas to explore I am sure not to be disappointed with the out come of this longer mini-break. 

Question is will it break? And if it doesn't when will we? I have said to Mr. Warehouse on several occasions over the past few weeks that there will be some sort of argument. I am anticipating it. I know that I will be as calm as a cucumber chilling in a freezer box whilst the hot-headed and frantic flap that is Mr. Warehouse will be running around my flat come Thursday morning asking if I have my Passport for the hundredth time and hurrying me along to do my make-up despite not needing to leave for at least a good half-hour?! Or maybe it will be at the airport when I fail to take off my shoes at security or forget I had that bottle of hand cream in my carry on? Maybe it wont be until we get to Lyon and then, in broken French, try to navigate our way through afternoon traffic to our hotel? Maybe it will be all three and in the heat of the moment (and the thirty-something-degree heat out there at the moment) we will rage at each other like an Italian at a wedding and then have gloriously loud, passionate and frantic make-up holiday sex! 

Ahhh I cannot wait! Bring. It. On. Just to think, this time next week I will be on my last night there, preparing to come home and writing to you from what I hope will be a wonderfully lovely hotel and holiday. 

'Til next time, Love A.Lou xx