As lovely as Paris was, I was ecstatic to see more of France. My traveling companion had decided to rent a vehicle (under the guise that it was more economical than taking the trains. It turns out she just gets really car sick if she's not driving.) I wasn't allowed to drive because the extra... Continue Reading →
France Day 3 – Paris (A post of gargantuan length)
Monday, my third day in Paris, I was finally on my own. I'm not used to traveling with people and having to coordinate schedules, so it was nice to have a modicum of freedom once again. They had given me a key, so I confidently ventured out to wander the streets, and to see what... Continue Reading →
France Day 2 – Paris
I couldn't sleep that first night. I was way too excited to be there, although everyone else blamed it on jet lag. I finally got to sleep at about sunrise and slept till about 10. Everyone was gone when I woke up. They left me a note stating when they would be back to go... Continue Reading →
France Day 1 – Paris
I originally wanted to do a vlog and update it while I was in France. Then I realized it was too much work, and I didn't have any time to waste while I was there. Then I wanted to edit all the footage I shot into a sort of delayed vlog, or a movie, or... Continue Reading →
Weekend Madness to Picture Butte part 3
Since we were on Mexican time the night before and had been up way too late eating those tacos, we couldn't help but sleep in a bit. Once up, we were served barbacoa, which consisted of tongue and roast beef tacos. For those of you too afraid to try tongue, it's actually quite good. I... Continue Reading →
Weekend Madness to Picture Butte part 2
5 hours later, we were woken up by the curtain rod crashing down and the blazing sun burning our eyes. "That's one way to wake up," I commented. I got up and looked out the window. What a beautiful day! I didn't feel very well as this had been the third night in a row... Continue Reading →
Weekend Madness to Picture Butte part 1
Here's the deal: 6 horses 2 dogs 3 cats 35 chickens ... are our responsibility. Every. Day. It doesn't sound like much until you try to get away. So we rarely do. Together, at least. The last two trips taken in this household were done separately. I, to France and England. The husband, to Mexico... Continue Reading →