I love open roads, and maps, and languages I don’t really understand.

I love beautiful views and strange fashions and all the people in airports.

I can’t wait to get on a plane and fly somewhere new.

I’m obsessed with Lonely Planet books, and the travel section.

I know it’s really irresponsible, but can we just pack a bag and go?

Had a bad afternoon yesterday… so went and bought two copies of french Vogue (justified as brushing up on my french before trip to Tahiti), and two more penguin books. The Great Gatsby and Le Petit Prince. Bad day became good.