Not Paris

Date: 7/30/2022

I made a spur of the moment decision to go to Europe and try to start a new life. I got on a plane that I believed was going to France. I was excited for Disneyland Paris. I got off the plane and I guess just waltzed into the first hotel and room that I saw. There were about 6 people staying there, they shared my enthusiasm for theme parks, and we became fast friends. I remember saying "wow, it's lucky I found some other English speakers! I don't speak very much French yet!" and they were like "haha yeah, I guess" I hung out with them for a weekend, exclusively in the hotel I guess. Then I decided it was time to go home, at least to tie up some loose ends and tell my family and friends where I'd been. I hugged everyone goodbye. I said I would miss them so much, and I hate that I live so far away in Indianapolis. They were like "girl what are you talking about, this is Indianapolis." So I have no idea what that plane ride was about.