Start of the journey to Paris, last night
I don’t think much explanation is needed here.
I’m okay with this
Damn you beat me to it
Yesterday I went on another exhausting Swiss Alps climb, traipsing up towards Faulhorn, a small, quaint hotel and restaurant perched in the most impossible place atop one of the Alps.
The cold alpine air, mountain fog and walking over banks of snow tricked me into thinking it was cold! Completely oblivious to the sun, I only discovered how horrifically sunburnt I was when I descended from the mountain back into the heat of Summer.
Never would’ve imagined that I could frolic around in snow and get badly sunburnt on the same day!
Spent Easter on the beautiful island of Jersey, chilling in badass beach caves with the also beautiful peripateticthinker :3
If didn’t have to shower in the morning and could keep bed hair all the time, I would be one happy bunny.
> First time in a barbers’ outside of my hometown
> Go in, everyone inside is Easten European. Barber is silent the whole time
> Dude pulls out a knife and I shit myself as he starts scraping at my head
> 2 minutes after leaving the shop, I put my hand to the back of my neck and get blood all over my fingers.