European Dreams

I am planning a trip to Europe. It is a fictional trip complete with tour guides, phrase books, and a passport. I have been planning it for about a month now. I just up and decided to go. I have decided where I am going to go, what I am going to eat and have complete list of all of the paintings I want to see in each country. It is all very exciting. But the thing is my fictional trip to Europe will be over soon and the real trip will start. That is kind of scary. I am not thinking about that right now.

Right now I perfer to live in my little European vacation dreamland. It is very nice there. I get to see Venice and Paris and London. I get to sit at a cafe for hours and people watch near the Effial Tower. I cruise the Grand Canal in style, and I meet a wonderfully adorable Londoner who spills coffee on me at Portobello Road in Notting Hill. (He of course looks exactly like Orlando Bloom and falls desperately in love with me).

The funny thing is most of this will come true...except for the Orlando-look-alike...I will get to go to the Effial Tower. I will get ride around on the Grand Canal. I will get to do it all. It is almost like something out of dream...but it is. I just hope that it is everything I want it to be....