And so our trip to Paris officially begins! WE just took off about five minutes ago, and already we’re hitting loads of turbulence. It’s rather dark up here in the air, though I can’t tell if that’s from the clouds or the time of day. Probably a little bit of both. Patricia is already attempting to sleep. I probably should be doing the same, but the Purser, Lorraine, promised me a hot fudge sundae and whatever else I wanted, and right now I’m just too hungry to even think about sleeping. Plus, I don’t really think the Ativan’s and Benadryl have kicked in yet. I hope they’ll be coming with some food soon, because seriously, that’s what I need right now. Is jut some food.
I didn’t think that I was going to miss Dad and Mom and Emma and Olivia at all, but even as we’re just sitting on the plane – not even in Paris yet – I find myself wishing they were here. What a trip that would make, huh?
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