So in eight days (!) or so, I'll be on my way to Paris. It's hard to believe.
I'll be going with a group of friends. We've traveled together before, but Paris will be nicer than the Redneck Riviera, right?
I'm ashamed to admit I've never been to Europe, barely out of the country. Mexico doesn't really seem to count, does it?
I've never been that far from home before either....or anywhere other than New Orleans in the winter. Amazing when I think about it. What's it like, this "cold" you people talk about?
The long flight will be a challenge for someone like me, who is more than a bit afraid to fly.
Carlos has graciously promised me a xanax, and I may have to take him up on that. Thank god for Marshall and all the planning he's done, because I'd be lost otherwise. They've been before, so that's a comfort.
I, however, have been planning to go to Paris since I was a child...a child, I swear.
It will be the fulfillment of one of my life long dreams. It sounds stupid, but it's true.
Still...eight days till and I have still not done the following I've been intending to do for the past year:
1. Brushed up on my French
2.Found
anything suitable to wear
3.Lost weight
4.Begun packing
Anyway, I know all of you out there are much more cosmopolitan than I am. What do you advise for one's first trip to Gay Paree? Merci
This bitch
the Venus de Milo
the Femme de Psycho
Real life geisha on the Champs-Élysées.
I aspire to be her one day.
Ran into Cathy on the Seine.
My new lover (Diet Coke's chicer Parisienne cousine) and I in Paris.
Where we first met, with crepes, behind Notre Dame.
Coke Light au Louvre.
Coke Light, gazing down at Paris from the top of the Eiffel Tower (5 euros! expensive bitch)
Coke Light at Versailles (she dressed in low heels for the occasion)
At Pere Lachaise
1. Brushed up on my French
2.Found anything suitable to wear
3.Lost weight
