Well, this is it. As I type this we are crossing through the boarder between France and Belgium. As with everywhere I have been on this trip, Paris was a whirlwind adventure. After arriving my first day, I went off in search of a post office to send out the promised postcards to my higher tier GoFunders, adventured on the Paris Metro System which, by the way, I absolutely LOVE – everything about it is so simple and so fast and just makes so much sense; what a crazy concept! – and I found myself crying at the sight of the Eiffel Tower, before walking the 1 km away from said Eiffel Tower to my amazing airbnb room, all while wearing the worlds heaviest backback and dragging the worlds heaviest, purple suitcase.
Europe has truly kicked my ass BUT I’m still standing, which leaves me no other option but to believe that I am now Strong As Fuck. This trip has been a giant intro paragraph to an exciting new chapter for me.
But tonight is my last night in Europe and I am so excited that tomorrow I will be HOME and sleeping in my OWN BED!! I’m also very excited to be spending this final evening in Brussels at the home of an absolutely amazing and beautiful fellow-badass whom I met at the yoga retreat. Sabine is everything I want to be now and always, and this evening is sure to include a couple bottles of white wine I purchased in Paris and possibly, hopefully, dear gawd yes please, an evening at one last Hammam spa – my little body could use it. Being so strong and amazing has left me quite Sore As Fuck as well.
A note from Future Jin - NONE of that happens HAHAHAHA oh jin, when will you learn?? You can't PLAN out your life!
Paris was, of course, full of so much incredible adventure. After arriving a Hot Fucking Mess to my airbnb – I immediately had to get ready and head out to an amazing photo group shoot! The photographer, quite French, has spent time in San Francisco and speaks English well and contacted me randomly through model mayhem to pose for his group; a maximum of four photographers who have gotten together a couple times a month for the last six years. Like every other day of my life, it was a new and very interesting experience.
Selfies out of Romantic French windowsills in between sets.
One other photographer, who has also spent time in San Francisco (Europe seems to love that city!) spoke English pretty well too, and another had a little bit, and the fourth was all French. It was very curious, standing there listening to four men speak in French – what a beautiful and lazy language. I won’t be returning without a much better grasp of it. I’m still finding it impossible to mentally switch out of Spanish.
The amazing first day ended with yours truly, having my first meal at midnight at a very nice restaurant/bar at the corner from my airbnb, drinking a 15 euro glass of champagne while basking in the glow of the Eiffel Tower (it lights up at night!). Also, directly across from me in the middle of the river that forks and surrounds the center of Paris before rejoining on the other side, was a small Statue of Liberty which, as told to me by my uber driver, was actually the first one, and also created by the same Masseur Eiffel. It’s cute. It’s like they’re sisters, staring out across the ocean at each other, connecting NYC to Paris and, if I know sisters, both are pissed that they’re wearing the same dress.
The Louvre by the way is fucking HUGE!! It’s a massive U shape with many stories and has three different wings. We had very little time to explore the massive place but I had the best leading me, and afterward they calculated that the hundreds of statues and paintings we saw equalled right about 70% of the top 10% of what the Louvre has to offer.
If you ask me, that’s exactly what I want to see at any museum. So, fucking success!
complain about, despite all of my best efforts. At the end of the night, Carl and Lisa even donated to my still active GoFundMe (Hi guys!!! <3 ), even though the tour they gave me of the city was already an incredible gift for the short amount of time I spent posing for them. My life is full of beautiful people.
You all know you were thinkin' it.
It was a truly magical day, and while it meant getting only about 4 hours sleep last night before today’s early morning photo shoot, I wish I could do it all over again and again and again. Lisa herself seems to feel more at home in Paris than she does in LA, and some big changes might be in her future. She’s already making quite an impact on the art community here, and despite her equally growing success in LA, I may soon have a permanent friend in Paris (oh no – how terrible! then I’d have to come back!).
PS oh yeah – I get two days at home in LA and then I’m off to Hawaii!! Don’t expect more than a couple posts from that, it is most definitely going to be a vacation away from my vacation, filled with nothing but rest, relaxation, two photoshoots, finalizing a couple scripts, starting the editing of seven different youtube videos, organizing all the photos from this trip, preparing my patreon to finally launch, storyboarding a top secret project taking place over the course of the next three years, publically unveiling my latest book project, scheduling and submitting my next short film into a national film contest, nailing down dates for my next three months of travel (LA, San Francisco, Utah, Wyoming, Idaho), manifesting my way into Burning Man, attending a family wedding, daily yoga, building core strength, laying on the beach, and maybe some light reading. It’s not much, but it’s just a four day trip, and I’d hate to overdue it. Love you, bitches. Jin.
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Secrets De Espana.. And Beyond!!
After the successful GoFundMe-ing of my surprise Yoga Adventure in Spain, I wanted to try something new and create something special just for my supporters. So.. here 'tis!
All Day 10; Barcelona Day 12 Parte Due; Tuesday In Tuscany Day 12; Vegan Burgers And Catch Up Day 13 - France. Wow. Day 14; Putting The Can In Cannes Day 15; Paris Day 17; Heading Home Day 1; The Flight Day 2; Landing In Spain Day 2 Part 2; The Worst Case Scenario Day 3; The Journey To El Gastor Day 4; The Yoga Begins Day 5; Forgiveness & Pasta Day 6; Conquering Castles Day 7; Catching A Breath (Not) Day 8; The Beginning Of Goodbyes Day 9 - The First Photo Shoot