traveling. i sure do miss it. growing up is great, but a full time job and bills, not so much. i think i must have taken my first backpacking trip with my mom when I was 12? And yup, you guessed it, she made me wear my own backpack. And yep, it was pretty much bigger than me. And I loved it.
so when i saw these images/illustrations from the Cote D'Azur, you guessed it, i quit, and got on a plane pronto.
ok. well, not really. but you wouldn't blame me. would you?