There is something lovely about being between two continents !
I now share my time equally between Marrakech – This soulful city that I adore – where I work and a cute small village in Sussex 50 min South of London where my 3 children go to school.
All those endless journeys between both universes ended up creating invisible bridges and my two worlds separated by 3 and half hours flight collided yesterday in a lovely way .
Coming back from a short stay in Marrakech I went to bed in my tiny English house -that I share with my 11 years old twin boys -with the weekend papers .
It was lovely and somehow surreel and a nod from the heavens to the crazy choices we end up taking .