I always have anxiety when I travel. Even though I usually go to islands where I sit on the beach and stare at the ocean. I should be serene, not about to spiral. Maybe it’s the overpriced pina coladas that have me go into a tizzy. Not like I have a great disposition when not traveling. There should be a pill for that, to make you more tolerable to be around. In one of those orange bottles that for sure looks like you are on crazy pills. I am just going to relax by doing some reading and swimming. Maybe snorkel once or twice to seem active and interesting. I just hope those schools of fish don’t swim too close. Where there are schools of fish there are usually sharks. Not my jam. Saw the movie, didn’t love it. I’m more of a Julia Roberts in Mona Lisa Smile sort of gal. I don’t actually think you see the Mona Lisa in the Mona Lisa Smile movie. I guess you will need to go to France for that. Eat baguettes in a French restaurant before seeing the Eiffel Tower from every angle. Baguettes are French cuisine, no? I’m more of a salmon kind of gal and not the fish with the bones left in it. If I’m going to spend all this money to fly to France and eat in a fine dining  restaurant, I do not want to be working for it. Maybe if I show off my breast implants, the waiter will de-bone it for me. It works on the Kardashian’s show. My ass definitely differentiates me from the Kardashian’s. Also, they are ghostly thin and I’m struggling every day.