Tag Archives: France

So, Saturday, I did something very bad. I didn’t go to the train station to buy my ticket until the day I was planning to leave. I had already checked out of my hostel (the people there were ass-holes anyway) … Continue reading →

I’m in Paris. I arrived the day of the Soccer World Cup Finals between France and Italy. When I stepped off of the airplane I was thoroughly terrified. This is the first non-English speaking country I´m visiting (although whether Ireland … Continue reading →