Max and I have arrived in Paris, France. The flight was long, anxiety filled, and productive. The majority of the time I read Jonathan Safran Foer's "Everything is Illuminated" while my ipod headphones transmitted Italian and French phrases. A 9 hour transatlantic plane flight is a walk in the park compared to a 9 hour bus ride through the rolling hills of Chiapas, Mexico. We have jumped subway to subway to our current accommodations for 4 days - the Holiday Inn Express. We are finally here and have begun another 30 days of living life to the fullest. Blog posts going forward will be short, sweet, and substantive with many pictures posted daily - internet speed permitting.
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