My grandma’s birthday was last week. I asked if she was had any grand plans for the following year, her 80th. She hadn’t thought of anything, so I suggested we go to Paris and her eyes lit up (this is ostensibly to make her happy on her birthday, but I also realized I could kill two life list items at once: Take my Grandma on vacation and Have a photo of me taken while standing under the Eiffel Tower.)
We are saving up!
I’m currently dreaming of cheese, red wine, maracons and baguettes.
photo by “danske“, from Flickr