Share on Pinterest

I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles   Paris might not have been the escape I was hoping for: my back went out three days in a row and my last two days I spent with a stuffed nose and wicked sore throat and probably a fever and my last night I hardly slept due to weird dreams (the kind I tend to get when I'm sick) and then woke up needing to puke. I guess I didn't help myself any by trying to force French delicacies on myself (more on that later). Luckily though I was in a cushy hotel...

As I said, Paris wasn't in the plan. I intentionally left it off my itinerary because I had decided that I only wanted to go to places I've never been before. And I went to Paris five years ago. But I was in need of something familiar. And Paris just seemed like the perfect place to go. And, even if I've been there before, I haven't been to everywhere thereI wanted to go...

Paris wasn't in the plan. But I guess there's something about this place that a girl just can't resist. I've made it no secret that this whole trip has been hard on me. I'm just not getting in the swing of things. And after four weeks of being kept awake in hostel beds with a scroungy little pillow and taking quick showers standing on dirty floors I needed a bit of a break. ...

Okay, so I don't really expect anyone to read all of this, but you should, because my last three weeks fucking rocked my socks off. I loved Europe soso much and never wanted to return. I wanted to add more pictures to entertain you, alas the store's machine was broken so I do not have pictures yet :( I added a few that I had on my digital camera. So ladies and gentleman, here it is, "What I Did On My Summer Vacation: A Picture Book": ...