Anddd I’m back, at least momentarily.
After the first two weeks in Paris, I stumbled around London for a week. While there, I ended hanging out with Dan and Jim for a few days. And I took a free tour with a drunken tour guide. Good times.
The other tour that I took and absolutely loved was the Jack the Ripper tour. Maybe I’m a morbid person but I eat that crap up. I think it’s fascinating. I got to hear all the gruesome details about the murders and learn about the suspects. And there were pictures. I love visual aids. There was a picture of Mary Jane Kelly (the last of the “Canonical Five”) and he went to town on her.
Mary Jane Kelly
Afterwards, I popped back over to Paris, where I spent my last week running around frantically seeing everything again. That’s when I saw Leighton Meister, Selena Gomez, and Katie Cassidy filming in front of the Eiffel Tower. Yeah, I totally thought I wrote about that. Whoops. Sorry, my bad. I suck.
Then the next day I hopped on my flight to Krakow and spent two weeks relaxing in Tarnow, meaning my mom and my grandma sent me on various errands and made me pick roses. Picking roses, sounds fun huh? Relaxing and pretty? No. It requires jeans and long sleeve shirts and plastic gloves so the bees won’t sting. Picking roses is taking them off the bush a certain way, shoving them into a bag, and praying it doesn’t all fall out. The rose petals get sold to a baker, who makes delicious pastries, but still. Loads of work.
But after that, I went back to Krakow for a month. Krakow. Yeah. That was a good time. It was a month at a university where I theoretically was learning Polish but in reality spent most of my time speaking English and going out. Seriously, nightly. I’ve never gotten as little sleep as I did there. But I did end up having an amazing time. I met some epic people and have some interesting memories.
Krakow
Salt walls in Wieliczka, a Polish salt mine
After having a truly amazing, once-in-a-lifetime experience in Krakow, I went back to Tarnow and ended up with strep throat. So that sucked pretty bad. Then I finally came home to NYC and moved in to my dorm and went back to being an RA. Fun.
PS. A huge thank you to Maddie for reading my blog! I’m not sure why you do either 
I must be a morbid person too, then. When I went to Paris, the first thing I wanted to go do was visit the Catacombs to see a bunch of old skeletons. I would love the Jack the Ripper tour.