In the Mood

You've been up all night on the red-eye flight, but you finally land in Paris, the weather is a perfect seventy degrees, and when you arrive at your hotel you open up your bedroom windows, take in the crisp Autumn air, and look out at the scattered Parisian rooftops, chimneys, and shutters; suddenly rising above the debilitating sleep depravation and jet lag you were fighting off during the cab ride. The brain finally kicks in, recognizing long-held fantasy as an immediate reality. This is vacation. You're actually here. It's no longer just a dream. Nothing can stop you now.

It's time to get in the mood. Dig in.

-David Driscoll

David Driscoll