I left Florida, my lovely job, my wonderful roommates, boyfriend, and friends.

I went home to visit my family for a few days, and then hopped a transatlantic flight. After two pretty miserable days of jetlag and hanging around the never-to-be-revisited Hauptbahnhof area of Munich, I managed to get myself to Paris to visit Sunshine and Emily-Rose.

I found what is possibly the best fountain I have ever seen at Versailles. All in all, I say that I would rather wander Cranbrook's campus than the Versailles gardens (there might be some nostalgia swaying that judgment), but this fountain beats the pants off all the Milles' stuff hanging around CK. It has reptiles. Spewing water from their mouths. My pictures do not do it justice.


Also, topiary.

And leaving my generous and lovely Parisian hosts, I ventured on to Italy and I will just post pictures without commentary because my dumb jokes will not add anything. The Cinque Terre is one of the most beautiful places I have seen.




Then I ended up in Vienna for a week, going to operas, drinking a lot of coffee, befriending backpackers, and not taking any pictures. Not a single one. It rained every day except for one, anyway.
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