I think there’s a piece of my heart that just permanently resides in Paris. If I could be no other place, if money or sheer sensibility weren’t any kind of consideration, I’d be in Paris as often as I could get away.
These trip journals usually start the same way. Work was busy, the trip just snuck up on me. Not with this one. Not this time. The time leading up to this trip passed by in slow, languid motion, each day that dragged on bringing us one step closer to our first steps onto the Carnival Read more
So here we are. Another adventure. I’ll save you from the this-one-just-snuck-up-on-us stuff. This one didn’t sneak up on me. It came up fast, don’t get me wrong, but I knew it was coming every step of the way. It excited me and terrified me all at the same time. Six new countries. That’s terrifying, Read more
The worst flight I’ve ever been on was a two and a half hour flight from Florida to Chicago. We were flying home through a tropical storm that had already wreaked havoc on the last two days of our Eastern Caribbean cruise. The plane would drop suddenly, though the loss in altitude probably felt worse Read more
How did we get here? I feel like that’s been the mantra running through my head for the two weeks leading up to this, as I’ve prepared for a big, splashy Europe trip that somehow feels like an extension of last year’s trip (…which somehow feels like yesterday and not an entire YEAR ago!). Through Read more
