1. I don’t plan. Whoops. My form of planning is saving locations in Google Maps and playing connect-the-dots to try and hit them all.
    1. I walk. A lot. Like basically everywhere. I will (and do) choose an 1:45 hour walk over a 20 minute metro. This means that #1: I don’t plan, quickly devolves into #2: I walk a lot.
    1. To go along with #2, I stand a lot. On the metro, in cafes, in places where it’s kinda socially awkward to stand. I do this because I am often grossed out to sit on the seats, but genuinely I would just prefer to stand a lot of the time; my body craves it. (My feet, not as much :)).
    1. I eat croissants and waffles and chocolate until I feel dizzy from the sugar. That’s when it’s grocery store time: a pack of chicken or lettuce will usually do the trick, even if people give you really weird looks for carrying a container of iceberg lettuce around like a purse.
    1. I take a lot of pictures, and it’s even more severe with no one waiting on me. I will circle back around the block for another shot at a photo, or I will spend 10 minutes crouched down next to a little purple weed, trying to perfect the focus and the light. (That being said, I am no master at photography- just coming at it with curiosity and maybe a slightly different angle (haha pun) than many other people).
    1. I wear whatever the heck I want. My friends curate cute outfits based on the city, I rotate between the same two t-shirts and pairs of pants. And the hiking boots are just a given at this point.
    1. I don’t really like to shop. Don’t get me wrong, I could spend hours in a Jellycat store or trying on clothes (I love discovering cute local boutiques!), but souvenir shopping while on a trip just bores me. I feel like a husband or little kid every time I enter a department store to admire the architecture and fancy vibe: Counting down the minutes until it feels justified to leave…
    1. I get back to my hostel around 1am, go to sleep around 3:00, walk up at 9:30, and somehow don’t leave until 10:30. I really thought that since I had full control of my schedule I would get a full 8 hours and sleep no later than midnight…
    1. I won’t pay the 15 euro entrance fee to a museum or cultural site, but it will only take me 2-3 completely unnecessary bakery stops to spend the same amount. Confounding? Definitely. Concerning? Definitely.
    1. I am not sure if this is the product of solo traveling or the fact that my all time favorite artist just came out with 21 of the best songs I have ever heard, but I listen to a lot of music.
    1. I really vibe with hostels: The social, young, backpacking vibe and the bunk beds that make you feel like you’re sleeping in a treehouse at a summer camp. Everything but the cleanliness and the bathrooms, which prompt inevitable warfare in my head each time I enter and has me seriously considering startong up diapers again. That was a joke don’t be concerned.
    1. In a similar vein, meeting other travelers from around the world has been one of the coolest parts of traveling! We learn so much from each other and it is so wacky to feel so sad leaving people you met less than 24 hours prior.

That was really fun to write! I am confusing but at least I can see that and laugh about it :)

I also think Paris is not the smartest place to set Mazie loose (I’m saying that fully knowing I was dead set on spending time here after study abroad). World renowned croissants and pastries around literally every corner may just be a little too much stimulus… I think my go with the flow style would really thrive in a mountainous/hiking sort of destination where wandering around is exactly what you’re supposed to do and the only way you’re gonna has access to a croissant is if you grind the flour yourself.