What’s the strangest place from which you’ve posted your blog?When was the last time you were out and about and suddenly thought, “I need to write about this”?
I was in Montreal last year, my daughter and I rented an apartment in “Beaubien”, the landlord was a nice young man, though a Frenchman, he tried his best to speak English. I noticed in a few days he was speaking unbelievably well in the language. he made me believe if we try we can always learn languages with relative ease.
The apartment was on the top storey, it had winding stairs leading up to the apartment. When I looked up I couldn’t be sure I’d want to climb up and down those stairs daily, after I climbed up and down once it became a habit and it did not trouble me anymore.
In that spacious two bedroom apartment with large living dining and a huge kitchen. I’d comfortably sit on one of the chairs and do blogging.
I never missed a day, each morning after breakfast I’d take my laptop in the kitchen ready to write the prompts. Sunlight streaming through the window, made my writing more enjoyable.
After completing my writing prompt, I’d go out to see some of the shops, my daughter wanted to buy shoes, I told myself I don’t want any shoes, so I won’t buy.
While sitting in the shoe store I decide to get up and walk about, it was the biggest mistake I made, I saw a pair and felt there’s no harm trying it on, I won’t buy them. Well the shoes looked adorable on my feet, I just had to buy it, then I bought another and another, I ended up buying three pairs. I could not check my temptation.
I came back with three pairs of shoes, I gave in to temptation, next thing I realized we have to buy a suitcase to pack all the stuff we bought.