The Venice Canals
Italy ?… Never heard of her !
What has always baffled & amazed me, is that you can literally find anything in L.A. That place will either make or break your dreams, but in the process you will have experiences unlike any other place.
Who would have thought LA was so cold in March…
After crossing an entire ocean, and a continent… we finally arrived in beautiful, sunny Los Angeles. Where it was freakishly cold. Or were we too sleep-deprived to feel any warmth, I don’t know.
What I do know is that :
– There were no Uber answering from LAX, thanks to their slow wifi.
– I had forgotten to refill my T-Mobile account so I couldn’t use data to move away from the airport and eventually get an Uber to drive us home.
– That we didn’t have any change for at least taking a bus away from LAX, because we hadn’t thought this through…
– We did finally find an ATM and someone who accepted to change a 10$ bill.
– Somehow we managed to miss our bus, so we had to wait almost an hour for the next one…
– Finally, after 15hours or more of crazy travel, we were home-ish… except the apartment I used to stay at, was now the house next door. We didn’t even have the right address, oh well.
After those insanities, we decided sleep would be our best ally – the next morning was a total breakfast binge at Denny’s ! Welcome to America !
“I smiled. We were under the same sky at least.”
We flew back to Los Angeles from Paris, with my sister… so many feelings & memories came through. Last time we went together it was crazy and wild, we had awesome little adventures and many what the heck moments.
I couldn’t shake the happiness in my heart because we waited for this trip for such a long time. I didn’t know what to expect, but I was delighted to find out.
French countryside
Provins is a wonderful medieval town not too far from Paris, that we had the delight to visit on a beautiful summer day. There we could find picturesque little houses, a beautiful rose garden with so many different species, never-ending views on fields, a big romanesque castle and of course this feeling of being away from a big city, and breathing the fresh air, just enjoying ourselves.
Sometimes the outside doesn’t match the inside…
I remember I didn’t feel pretty that day. I put on some nice clothes and I tried to make myself look the best I could for my boyfriend, but in reality, I had a lot of anxiety and was too self-conscious about my appearance. He was kind enough though to make a whole photoshoot happen… that was a special feeling I will never forget, and sometimes when I’m down I wish to relive that day somehow. Because he made me feel pretty.
I’m someone who deals with a lot of sadness and issues, but I won’t show it. I’d rather just put on the best fake smile I can, and forget about me, focus on whatever else I can. Some days I even wish I could erase myself, and some other days I manage to do so. I think pretending that I’m fine is a way to combat what’s making me feel bad, and that’s why I keep doing it. The most important thing I do is to get up & push myself to go through a daily routine, which is helpful to maintain my stability.
Madison Kennedy 