
I think I've spent more time in Père Lachaise than in any other spot in Paris. It was colder this time, with a light dusting of snow, but the sun was shining nonetheless. This is out of order--Paris was the last leg of the journey.

This is the upstairs part of the club Celina and I went to in Paris to go swing dancing. A guy we met there: "So what brings you to Paris?" Me: "Just swing dancing, really." It was fun, and then a 60 year-old man gave me his number.

Churros in Spain! Our first "meal" of the new year--maybe around 1am.

New Year's in Madrid

I wandered around the botanical gardens for an hour looking for plants that were still alive while Celina and Rachel got their hair cut.
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