A quickie, y’all.

Alright, so it’s my last night in Paris, and I’ve FINALLY found use for changing the keyboard style with damn Windows XP. The catch is that I can’t really look at the keyboard, or it’ll mess me up. That’s okay. I’m used to typing without looking, anyway.

So yeah, here I am in Paris. I’ve already been in London, hanging out with linkinparkyay and coolfreshair (more details on all of that later), and in Amsterdam, where I did stuff that I never thought I would. Hell, same goes for France.

The trip’s had its ups and downs. You should always choose who you travel with care, lest the entire trip go out with a flush. But I’m enjoying myself in most respects, which is always good. I got to talk to my mom for the first time on this trip today—it’s the first time that I’ve heard her that happy in a while.

I’ll be home in under a week, and I’ll have to use my Monday off to catch up on bloody EVERYTHING—but that’s okay—I miss my computer and my CD player HORRIBLY. It’ll be good to be back.

It is what it is, and I’ll let you know what went down when I’m back home.

Until then, I be chillin’.

See y’all when I look at you,

–case p., at a SHADY-ASS Internet cafe by his hotel in Paris

P.S. Parisian working hours are MESSED. Everything’s open at different times and stuff.

By Casey E. Palmer

Husband. Father. Storyteller.

Calling the Great White North his home, Casey Palmer the Canadian Dad spend his free time in pursuit of the greatest content possible.

Thousand-word blog posts? Snapshots from life? Sketches and podcasts and more—he's more than just a dad blogger; he's working to change what's expected of the parenting creators of the world.

It's about so much more than just our kids.

When Casey's not creating, he's busy parenting, adventuring, trying to be a good husband and making the most of his life!

Casey lives in Toronto, Ontario.

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