Four months to the day that my dad has been gone and it feels like a lifetime.

We made it to Paris last night and we leave tomorrow morning.. which would be tomorrow night in California… I think.  I’m confused what day it is and isn’t in California and here.  Our flights were long but we managed to get some rest.  We were the very first people to arrive for our flight leaving San Diego which was pretty hilarious.  We made friends with the bartenders.  They were really excited when we told them our plans and it made us even more excited about them, if that was even possible.  We felt like kids on our first day of school.  This picture is kind of dark but it is officially our first picture of the trip!

The bartenders gave us celebratory glasses of champagne which was really sweet.

Teaching my mom how to use the camera.. as you can see, the champagne didn’t last long.

Twelve or so hours later– a friendly welcome to Paris from our luggage cart..

How does she look this cute after twelve hours of flying?

This was the view from our window when we got to our hotel.  I mean, yeah– we are a little starstruck.  Needless to say, we ate dinner from our balcony last night.

I’ve been lucky enough to travel around Europe twice this year and the more time I spend here, the more I want to return.  I feel like I can’t get enough of it.  Everything is just SO different than the states.  The people have a certain confidence that no American has.  The architecture is so old and beautiful, everything down to the street lights has character.  What I think I love most about Europeans is their style.  They wear the cookiest outfits, mismatching and mixing patterns but I love that kind of stuff.  I love when things clash, it gives it an edge.

My mom and I are definitely suffering from jet lag.  We slept on the first plane, got unbelievably tired at around 3 PM yesterday, stayed tired until 9 PM when we arrived at our hotel, didn’t fall sleep until midnight, woke up at 4 AM and basically started our day.  The only upside to that is that I caught the sunrise this morning and… there are no words.

It was totally vacant!  At one point the skyline looked like a scene from Aristocats, that one amazing cartoon movie about talking french cats. I almost thought I imagined a stray cat jumping from one building to the next… and I hate cats.

K, see ya!