Day 4 (39 days ago). There was this one thing I really, really wanted to do in Nice, and it was Les Gorges du Verdon. I looked it up several times online and for some mysterious reason, it led me to think that once I’d be in Nice, there would be guided tours/buses going over there just about every hour. However, once there, I started to substantially freak out Continue reading “First Stop – Nice, France”
Day 1 (43 days ago). I won’t get into this melodramatic first phase of my trip because, well, it’s depressing. But I would like to say this to the people I had to leave: You like to think it’s harder for you because you stayed behind, but, trust me, it’s harder for me because you stayed behind.
The next phase of my trip is a series of those three things:
- Stupendously inevitable fails