To His Arms…

It felt like an instant that I had been laying there with him when my phone alarm went off alerting me with no mercy that I had to leave, because it was almost curfew. Jake and I both sat up and he looked at me pushing a strand of fallen hair out of my face.…

To Coming Home…

It was early the next morning when we head to the airport watching the city fade away through the cab windows. My entire being was conflicted with joy of going home and seeing Jake and battled with the knowledge that I was leaving France behind. Instead of the constant anguish and anger that I felt…

Dear See You Again…

The next morning we woke up in Barcelona, unloaded ourselves from the train and took a car immediately to our hotel. We were both sick still and weak, but we only had three nights in Barcelona and wanted to make the most of it but doing anything was way too much for us to handle.…

Dear Nice…

After seeing and experiencing Paris (as much as you can in 4 days), my mom had scheduled for us to travel to Nice and Monte Carlo. I had no idea what to expect, but  was excited to see another city in France, kind of. Really, I wasn’t ready to leave Paris, but I don’t know…

To Long Distance Calls…

It had been 3 nights in Paris and we were enjoying the evening before our last night in the city and we would head to Nice.  We had spent the evening wandering the streets of Paris and stumbled upon a small alleyway full of artists that opened up to Sacré-Cœur. It was memorizing. Everything we…

To The Little French I Know…

Paris is magic. I was missing Jake, but every corner something new and amazing happened or came into view.  My mom and I had finished an amazing dinner at what I assumed was a stumbled upon restaurant, but I should have known it was pulled out of the Zagat guide by my mom. We finished…

To Christmas in Paris…

Although we left on December 23rd, we arrived on December 24th. While we didn’t spend the day in Pari since we were spending the day dealing with lost luggage and checking in, by the time we were walking out the door for dinner, everything was closed. It wasn’t that it was late, it was that…