Paris II

Back to the City of Lights

Today's the day I head back to Paris! I'm excited, but nervous. Okay, at this point I tried to find a clip for you all of an older SNL skit where Zac Efron was going off to college and realized that he learned nothing of value for the real world. It was a parody of the High School Musical series and in it he talks about how he sang a song called "Nervous but Excited" and nobody joined in. It's really funny, so if you can find it, more power to you. I couldn't. Lame-o. 

Once I get to Paris, I have to get a taxi and make it to my sister's house. This shouldn't be a huge problem, but I'm super anxious about having to use French. I'm still not very good, and it's worse when I'm trying to understand someone. 
Then, my biggest hurdle will be (if my bro-in-law doesn't want to go do all the stuff with me) forcing myself out of the house to adventure on my own. As much as I don't like people and crowds, I don't like doing stuff on my own unless it's familiar. Wow, I'm a bit of a basket case, n'est-ce pas? (Okay, Google translate is telling me that phrase isn't quite what I want, but I'm pretty sure it is. Worst case scenario, I look like a dumb American. Everyone needs to be humbled every once in a while.) 

So. On the books is Giverny to see Monet's house and gardens...and that's about it. Everything else is up in the air. I have some ideas but nothing concrete. That might be fun, except, again, I just have to make myself do it. I'm even bringing running shoes for the park near their house. We'll see how much my legs hate me. 

Anyway...whatever happens, happens; c'est la vie; what doesn't kill you makes you stronger; etc. etc. 

Next! Without even having this trip out of the way, I've got the next one planned. I made a joke about going to Vegas for my birthday. Some of Tee's family have birthdays around the same time, so a few of us are going. Simple as that. We got a good deal, and my birthday is on a Friday, so we can have lots of fun. We're staying at the Venetian, which looks lovely. I suppose that's all I've got for now. 

Wish me luck in Paris! (As wonderful as Tee is, I'm still crossing my fingers to meet Henry Cavill. What can I say...a girl can dream!) 
Be good, my lovelies...and if you can't be good, be good at it!