As soon as the sun set, I was on my way to that wonderland on the Avenida Insurgentes. It was dreamier than ever, but I suppose my nearness to departure caused me to romanticize every step of the way. Walmart was a wonder, reader. I stared lovingly at the laundry mat inside and the fast food options and the little cart that sold elote as soon as you came in from the parking garage.
I rounded the corner and there she was before me, the green light of the Olive Garden sign washed over me and I felt as if I were a pilgrim arriving in the holiest spot in all the world. I was giddy with excitement reader, and I veritably rushed for the escalator that would lead up to the doors of the blessed restaurant.
Monday: Why don’t you go to your favorite cemetery and randomly research one of the people interred there? I think there’s nowhere more interesting than a cemetery, they’re full of […]
MANDATORY HILARY DUFF INTERLUDE: This will make sense later on. ***** I can’t say that I really felt any better the next day. This was a constant problem of mine […]
Looking back, I was not very successful at my goal of seeing a lot of new places in Paris on this trip. Jessica and I just settled in and acted […]
The first few days in Paris were slow and luxurious. No big plans. Nothing to rush to or run away from. It was living at its most leisurely. I could […]
I had a marvelous time in California with my cousin, Pam, over spring break. Makes me wish for the millionth time that I lived in Calfornia and got to spend […]
I thought I posted this a month ago…but I guess not. I have a hard time wrapping up my trips. It’s getting worse every time I leave. I am obsessed […]
I stumbled to the electric kettle and brewed some of that oddly delicious instant coffee that’s so popular here in France. Doesn’t make sense. It should taste like garbage, but […]
I have long been a massive fan of the Tiny House Movement. It’s all about living in small spaces that don’t give up the comforts of massive dwellings. They’re cheaper, […]