boring vacation photos.

So last month I went to Europe for 12 days. Prague, Vienna and Cologne, Germany to be exact. It was wonderful and exhausting. I had never really traveled abroad much before last year, and it's already become something I can't imagine not doing. Before I left, a friend said that life in Europe is more about the quality of things rather than the quantity. It's true--the art, the architecture, the history, the pastries, the coffee. Everywhere I went, I ate really rich food--then walked it all off seeing as much as I could see. The coffees where all of the small, strong variety. They really packed a punch, but being a good ol' American girl, I finally need to hit up a Starbucks for a Venti-sized drip. I hate to admit it, but I have to be honest.

I'm already thinking about where I want to go next year. Italy is looking pretty good, but I really want to go back to Paris. And Spain. And Russia. And Ireland. And Sweden and Norway. Whee!