This is me in Venice (per request of my mom who wanted to see a picture of me instead of my boys) trying to find out where to go using a photocopied map out of Lonely Planet travel guide. If you know me you know I am stubborn enough not to get a real map that might actually have street names on it, and if you know CBQ you know he is annoying enough to turn around and comment about my certainty of our location every five seconds, which explains the look on my face (just kidding hun ).

Casey, Becky and I are going to Dublin tomorrow morning (I have to wake up at 8 a.m. on a Saturday, eeeek!) on a sketchy airplane leaving from an airport that we didn’t know existed in Paris. It is probably the middle of some man’s field that he rents to a couple of small, but prospering, airlines on the weekends. Anyhow, we don’t get back until Tuesday morning, if anyone might wonder why they haven’t heard from me. I know that no one is worried; otherwise they would have called me! So just to make sure that you all know, I am fine and having the best time in Paris, and getting some work done as well. Have a great weekend