i went on a trip to paris france

it was one of those trips that you don't really want to go on, but your parents bought the "non refundable" plane tickets.

it was one of those trips where you are going and going, with no time in between to wrap your head around everything that has happened.

it was one of those trips where no one could understand me, not even my family. their brains were clouded by cocktails, croissants, and caviar.

it was one of those trips that you really can't be yourself, because who roams the streets of paris in sweats and a sweatshirt?

it was one of those trips that you can't say what you need to, because tourists can only "ooh" and "ahhh"

it was one of those trips that you have to look back on to find the joy.

it was one of those trips that you were glad you went on, but you would be okay if you never went back. ever.

because it was one of those trips, i'll stick with paris idaho for now.