Paris once again.......

Toulouse, France

       After returning from Italy, I spent a few days wondering around Toulouse with the friend I had gone to visit. After nearly three weeks of being attached by the hip with little privacy we were getting a little sick of each other and I booked a ticket to Paris and spent the last few days exploring Paris again by myself.

Paris: The City of Lights & The Beginning.

Before Departure,

       I was determined to pack everything for my three week trip into a carry on bag. Why not just check a bag? ... because I didn't want to have to deal with the anxiety of rechecking my bags during my short one hour layover in Miami. And also the jet I was taking from Paris to Toulouse wanted an arm and a leg as payment for checking bags & I valued my limbs to much.

Pre-France.

11 days left. 

       Eleven days until I leave the country for the first time, step onto foreign land & see my best friend who has been tucked away in the south of France apprenticing with a chef for the past eight months. Eleven days until I start living my dream.
       Anyone who has known me over the past six years has known a wide eyed, rambling girl, who will talk to anyone who will listen about her dreams of traveling the world, photographing other cultures & experiencing everything foreign lands have to offer her.
       Soon enough I will start the adventure i've been loosing sleep over ever since the tickets were finalized. In the mean time i've been doing more research than is healthy. Packing and then repacking my bags. And spending to much time indulging in my picky eating habits (because I know all my food particularities & picky-ness will not be aloud once I step off that plane) while watching every episode of 'New Girl' & 'How I Met Your Mother'.