[ a VERY detailed ceiling @ Château de Chenonceau – always pay attention to detail so that shit doesn’t hit the fan ceiling, y’know? ]
Here’s a story for ya – kind of a travel horror story if you will.
DRAMATIC … Just in time for Halloween?
As you guys know, I’m studying abroad in Paris at the mo’ – which means that the fall break ( a.k.a. : the week of Halloween, which the U.S. doesn’t count as a no-school holiday, but Europe does) will involve lots of travel & wanderlust.
Seriously, I’ll be going from place to place & snapping ALL OF IT – come hang!
Thankfully, I don’t have Friday classes this semester – SO I had originally planned to make the most of my free time by going to London earlier than the rest of my girlfriends.
& I definitely wanted to have a few of my own Nancy Drew self-exploration moments, y’know?
[ my very own Nancy Drew moment in the Parisian catacombs ]
Of course, things don’t always go as planned … & when that happens, it sucks beyond belief.
There I was, with my hopefully-under-22-lb suitcase lagging behind me & my Longchamp bag weighing down my shoulder, stepping off the metro after being on it for 16 stops ( yup, I counted – I was that bored ) …