Bidding Adieu To Japan
Spending almost two weeks vacationing can be exhausting. (I know, #firstworldproblems) A few of you may be shaking your head with dismay, but allow me to finish. Regardless of my travel destination, I have this insatiable urge to soak up as much of the city as humanly possible. Inevitably, that leads to endless early wake up calls, miles and miles of walking, blisters in places you didn't know it was possible to even get blisters and late nights filled with full bellies, happy hearts and memories that will last a lifetime.
After weeks of sharing stories from Mexico City — its vibrant culture, incredibly kind people, creative cocktails, and unforgettable meals — I couldn’t wait to dive into my next chapter of travel: Paris. There’s something about returning to the City of Light that always feels like something out of a fairytale. The trip was filled with moments that I can wait to share, unforgettable meals, a fantastic champagne bar, fabulous shopping, and I even managed to squeeze in a day trip to Montmartre.