I’m so excited! The plane tickets are purchased for next week. I’m making the hotel booking tomorrow. The place we’re looking at is near the Eiffel Tower.

I first went to Paris when I was 17, and I remember it very fondly. I’m almost afraid to go back, in case it’s not as wonderful as it was back then. But somehow, I think it’ll be okay.

The best part is, it’s just a short flight away. I could go again the next week… Hell, I could go for a day.

I kinda regret not taking the train, but hey, life goes on, right?