Unlike our visit to Dubai, I had heard so many negative things about Paris that I didn’t have high hopes at all. Yet another example of how misleading expectations can be! People had told me it was smelly, full of pickpockets, and the people were rude, with some suggesting we just bypass Paris altogether. As I told them, at least they had the opportunity to make up their mind about Paris, and I intended on having that opportunity too – and I’m so thankful we did, because (cue the cliche) I absolutely fell in love with the city of love!
Travelling makes me nervous.
Perhaps that’s why I haven’t done a lot of it. As I approached my high school graduation, I imagined spending my gap year trekking through South America with a backpack bigger than my head and torso combined, or hostel-hopping around Europe, absorbing cultural experience and foreign beers in equal parts. But booking tickets, packing my bag, getting on a plane and navigating my way around?
If you want to avoid being a social outcast – a leper among your friends at a dinner party or night out on the town – avoid saying these three words.
When we turn 21, it’s all about dancing, drinking and drunken pashes. And there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that. But when you’re 25? Well at that stage, hangovers are like death warmed up and the boys are never quite as cute as you remember the following day. For my dear friend Lucy’s 25th birthday last […]