Me in London, England, jetlagged and looking like poop. BUT, doesn’t make Big Ben look any less sexy, so that’s all that matters.

Happy August. Time is flying out of control, so I hope you’re seizing the day!

Our first party night in Amsterdam! There’s a creeper in the photo, who doesn’t belong in our tour. I’m sure you can pick him out. Find the creeper!

Me in Vatican City, Italy, with my pretty travel ladies in the background. We didn’t go in to the Sistine Chapel because the line looked unbearable. Shame on us, right? I know! And then there’s me in Verona, Italy, home of the Montagues and the Capulets, of Romeo and Juliet! I’m a sucker for romance. ♥

Me in Rome, Italy, at the Colosseum, roasting under the Roman sun. It was mothereffin’ HOT. And then there’s Diana and I in Florence, Italy, picture-whoring and not listening to the tour guide talk about that beautiful thing behind us. What is it anyway, Michelle? lol.

Us in Rome, Italy, in front of the Colosseum. Not all of us, but most of us. This is the awesome tour group of 20-somethings from all over the world. Good company make good times. Miss you all!!! And then there’s me in Amsterdam, Netherlands. This was Amsterdam in the day in a shopping strip. Amsterdam in the day is lovely. Amsterdam in the night is scary. That is all.

Me in Rhine Valley, Germany. The green things behind me are mountains of vineyards for winemaking. We stayed in an ancient castle and had to carry our luggages up a gazillion flights of stairs because there were no elevators. It was a complete FML situation.

Me in Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland and the majestic alps. This particular mountain was called Mürren and we took the gondola up to see it. We were 5,361 ft high. Switzerland must be Utopia, because life should simply BE Switzerland. No words can express. And then there’s me in Pisa, Italy. Here is the Leaning Tower of Pisa. I don’t jump very high. Oh well.