This was the street view from my dorm building the last time I was in Paris. That was three years ago. Now, I'm getting ready to go back to Paris and getting progressively more excited as the days pass. In exactly two weeks from today, I'll be on a nonstop flight to Charles de Gaulle and I can't wait. I'm wondering if it's too early to start packing (common sense tells me it is) because there aren't that many things left to cross off my pre-Paris to-do list, but not doing anything makes me anxious.
In the meantime, I'm keeping busy with work. Another summer at the pool. Despite my complaints of pool covers on windy days and awkward tan lines that last through multiple winters, I've come to love and appreciate the summer days spent with plenty of sunshine and my lifeguard family. But even they can't keep my mind off of scenes from Amelie and strolling along the Seine at night... did I mention I'm excited?
SF native living in LA. I say hella a lot. I like taking pictures and talking about life. I'm kind of inexplicably in love with cozy things and things that sparkle, like glitter. I tend to use ALL CAPS and over-punctuate things when I'm excited, which actually happens all the time.