As my plane prepared for landing in Germany and I could see the unfamiliar landscapes – all the flat greens, and of course no building as tall as the W.E.B Du Bois Library – that was when I realized I had done it. I had gotten myself to Europe, a place I had been dreaming of traveling to ever since I first watched Hallie Parker travel to London in The Parent Trap. Continue reading “Holy @#$%, I’m in Spain”
If this doesn’t scream HI I’VE NEVER BEEN TO EUROPE WHAT’S GOING ON AND WHY IS EVERYTHING WRITTEN IN GERMAN then I don’t know what does.
P.S. — This isn’t what all my blog posts are going to look like. Most of them will be more detailed and professional (?) I’m just delusional in a foreign airport right now and apparently it’s 7 a.m.