Well, it’s nearly upon me. My great Paris adventure.
I’m excited and nervous and giddy with anticipation! And I want it to be Friday already so I can be on my way.
Hell, I want it to be Saturday so I will already be there!
I’m nearly ready to go. My list of things to see is plotted and planned. My guidebook is dog-eared. My laundry is done and my packing begun.
I’m not at “Paris weight” but it’ll have to do, pig. It’ll do.
I’ve also started whitening my teeth. I have cut my hair. Purchased all my host gifts. Xeroxed all my important documents.
I’ve gotten the international calling and 100 text plan all sorted for my phone. Along with adding music and video for entertainment on the plane.
And I’ve arranged caretaking for Phoebe while I’m gone. Replete with printed instructions. And a folder of information.
Of course because the weather is still springlike (i.e. cool and rainy), I have been thrown into a small “clothing crisis”. But I’ll manage, even with my one small suitcase mantra.
Anyway- wish me good trip karma please. I don’t want to get sick again over there and miss out!