Quit job? Check.
Put contents of entire life and apartment in storage? Check.
Leave San Francisco, my favorite city in the world, to hang out in Paris, be unemployed (though if you need some words written, I’d love to chat), attempt to live on my meager savings, travel, eat, write a book, learn the language (again), make new friends, and sweat my ass off in Bikram yoga every day so I can eat pastries and carbs every day? Check, check, and CHECK.
So here I am … in Paris. Life is short. Why the hell not.
Great blog.
Agreed. Your blog is awesome you seem awesome. The end
Yes! Why the hell not! I think it’s just swell you’re here and soaking up the city! To petanque and Pastis at Place Dauphine sometime this summer!
Yes please – that sounds great!
Why not is right. Keep living your dream.
I am so excited you replied to me. I’m really quite in awe of you!