The Colours Of Paris

by Brenna Holeman September 27, 2010

written by Brenna Holeman September 27, 2010

(photo taken by Alice)

(photo taken by Harriet)

Paris, France

So I’ve left Osaka; it is no longer my home. Tokyo doesn’t feel like home either, of course, as I’m living out of a suitcase and have no friends and no job.

There are a thousand thoughts in my head, a thousand things I want to do, a thousand places I want to visit, and yet at the moment I can’t rouse myself out of bed to go and face the rainy Tokyo day. Uprooting one’s life is exhausting.

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Brenna Holeman

Brenna Holeman has travelled to over 100 countries in the past 17 years, many of them on her own. She's now a solo mom living in Winnipeg, Canada. She's also a big fan of whisky and window seats.

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Hi, I'm Brenna

My name is Brenna Holeman and I drink a lot of whisky. No, wait. That’s not how I want to start. After travelling to more than 100 countries over the past 17 years, many of them solo, I tend to write about travel a lot, but I write about other things, too: getting dumped, buying way too much jewellery, and yeah, OK, whisky (none of those things are related, I swear). You’ll find a mix of advice, opinion pieces, and stories on this blog, but either way, I hope to make you want to read more. And up next? I'm now a single mom to a beautiful little boy, the biggest solo adventure I've ever been on. For more about me and what you'll find on This Battered Suitcase, click here.

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