March 18, 2014 – At Starbucks

I spent a lovely afternoon having coffee by myself at Starbucks, listening to music, observing people (like this man), and writing in my journal the way I did in the little coffeehouses in Europe. I did need some time away from the tension that looms inside my house, and this was my attempted escape. Sadly Starbucks is the only thing (at least in my area) even remotely similar to “Les Mots Bleus” in Bordeaux, but it nonetheless provided me with a relaxing hour of solitude.

September 24, 2013 – Latte

It’s been a while since I’ve sat down to read at my favourite café in Bordeaux, and that was exactly what I did today. I ordered a latte macchiato and sipped it slowly while enjoying the serene, romantic atmosphere of the café and immersing myself in reading. Alone. These are the most precious times.