Plan well, have fun, travel the world!
I clicked the “buy tickets” button, still reeling from my first solo travel adventure to Paris. It was my going to be birthday, after all, so why not spend four days in Madrid, Spain?
Ok, let’s back up a second. I didn’t expect to catch the travel bug nor did I plan to. So when I returned from Paris a swift depression hit.
What do you think restaurants established in 1725 smelled like? If I had to guess, I’d say restaurants in those days smelled like melted pork fat heavily seasoned with course salt — or something like that. Actually, I know that’s what a certain restaurant smells like. The scent I recall was similar to my grandmother’s kitchen on a hot summer’s evening in June,