I had a good time and we saw a lot of cool things, but I think I can say that France and I don't really click. I didn't love it the first time and this time wasn't hugely different. I understand the basics of the culture but I think it's just not my thing. It didn't help that the time of year meant it was surprisingly hot and the sun never went down. After a while it seemed like the universe was conspiring to make the experience constantly unpleasant. But in the end it was nice traveling with my brother, and we have a lot of new memories, so it was definitely worth it.
Best: catacombs, Paris gay pride parade and seeing Les Miserables in the heart of the city and getting front row seats for around $30 each. Awww yeah.
I enjoyed being temporarily out of the loop, but now I just want to roll around and eat American junk food and watch tv forever. We had to transfer to a domestic flight in Texas, and the people were so friendly and smiley and I was like ommmgg ilu guys. I also hadn't slept in a day and was half crazy, but whatever. Also, milk! I still can't figure out the European milk system so I was milk-deprived and I normally live on milk so that's bleh.
So I'm glad to be home, and now that I have my own computer I can finally write again. I planned out the next chapter, but my fingers are too meaty and slow for hand writing. But first I have to hug my bunny until he hates me.