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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. ...

On Friday morning Jaime and I caught a train from Brussels to Bruges. As we desperately read signs and had to have a janitor point out which platform our train would be coming on I was comforted in knowing that there is not something wrong with me or some magical secret that I just don't get: no one knows what they're doing. ...

I realize I'm probably being unfair. That all I talk about is how hard things are and how miserable I am and how lonely I am. And how much I just want to go home. But, really, I know my life right now is pretty amazing. And I wish I could appreciate that more. But every time I think I'm coming around and am happy with how things are, something happens to deter me. Like when a man comes up to me on the street at night and asks a question and then won't leave me alone and follows me and...

So I stayed in Krakow for three more days and I'm happy that I did. It gave me a chance to switch hostels to a new one was one of the nicest hostels I'd ever stayed at. It was like sitting in someone's living room. And the bathrooms were clean and didn't smell. And they made a huge breakfast of fruit and ham and cheese and tomatoes and cucumbers and bread and jam and apple pancakes or scrambled eggs. It gave me a chance to climb up to the top of the church tower. Which, really, was a stupid thing...

I once read an article about the business behind Trader Joe's. Basically they were able to deliver a high quality customer experience by limiting the amount of products they sold. Unlike a regular grocery store that might offer 20 different types of spaghetti, they offer one. And you buy that one and are OK with it. The philosophy is that people can get overwhelmed when they have too many choices and will always have buyers remorse. ...