When I find out people's hostels from their weekends away didn't have air conditioning, I'm like
When Timothy tries to explain to H&M workers what I'm looking for, he's like
When I try to walk on French cobblestone in my 5-inch heels, I'm like
When friends in Lyon talk about Timothy's and my pictures on my blog, they're like
When Timothy tries to convince me to do anything but look for cafes, I'm like
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