What up people?
So i'm back from Paris and what can i say... it was amazing and awful at the same time.
wtf?! how is that possible i hear you think, well it is really possible.
Let's start at the beginning
Day 1.
Monday morning i had to get up at 4 am because i had to be in Amsterdam at 6:30 and it's like a 2 hour drive from my home. My lovely brother was kind enough to drive me.(love ya big bro). Traffic was light so we got there around 6 am which was a bit to early but better that than be late and miss the bus to Paris. i saw my classmates so my brother left before the traffic got worse. Then a little bit of the awful started. Me being the "sweet-crazy-princess-kinda-girl" baked cupcakes for the whole class(about 4 boxes)
(The cupcakes)
which wouldn't be a problem if i hadn't take a massive ass suitcase, a beauty case, a pillow and a handbag.(oeps i always take too much stuff). 