Bonjour! It's taken us a few days to get this bad boy up and running. Mais, voila! Here it is. A few american days ago, madeline a. e. cerceo got on a plane in chicago. She crossed the seas for le premier fois in her life. Sophie got on a plane in Minneapolis, and met a french garcon who taught her to solve a rubix cube. while maddie ate "white rice with green goop" (chicken) and sat next to an old homme who was "wearing striped socks, and was reading a newspaper that, you know, was in a language i've never seen before, like, i can't tell you how many "z"s there were in the title, that looked a little something like this:
lkdjflaksdjflaksjcmxkzzzzaijxoiajxxxzzz"
sophie had recieved an invitation for them to go skiing in the french alps. at lest someone was productive. omg jk, ok? ok.
in amsterdam (or, as we say, "hampsterdeeeyammn!") i heard a crickety goblin voice whisper my name behind me. et voila, it was madeline. i had often imagined us reuniting in hampsterville screaming and hugging and laughing, but, as it turns out, jet lag prevents you from doing this. i was like "oh, hey. what's up" (in a horse-like tone). i was not looking and/or feeling too hot myself (see pic above.)
then we boarded the plane to france...... and there was NO TURNING BACK
SMB
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