August 2010
17 posts
Two days until 25, and I don’t even recognize the person I was a year ago. Not to launch into cliches about how I moved to Paris to find myself, grow-up, blah, blah, yadda yadda. I hate this monologue, and I hate how that’s the default explanation of the past year of my life. You just set out the facts: she was 24. She quit her job. She moved to Paris. She’s “writing”...
Places I've never been to, but am dying to see...
- Tokyo, Kyoto
- Brazil
- Istanbul
- Norway (to see the land of my people—the non-Jewish ones, that is)
- Copenhagen
- Stockholm
- Rome
- Berlin
- Barcelona
- Panama
- Las Vegas
- Savannah, Georgia. New Orleans
Re-blog with your answers…
Listening to Brendan Benson circa ‘96 today...
Watch(via fuckyeahparis)
I guess that it’s gratuitous Eiffel Tower Tuesday.
In other news: I can’t wait to go home.
