I realized when I started reading back on previous trips that I spend a lot of time at the beginning of trips talking about jet lag. Rightfully so, it usually takes us three or four days to fully adjust. For example, this morning I woke up at 2 AM (when we went to bed at 11 PM) and couldn't fall back asleep. Luckily with some caffeine and a beautiful city, we ended up still having an incredible day even with little sleep. 

We try to ease into our vacations the best we can so we didn't have a lot planned for our first full day in Milan. We both went to bed at around 10 PM last night and were up by 3 AM. We did watch three episodes of Magic for Humans on Netflix before falling back asleep. When we woke up were both somewhat surprised to see that the clock had already hit 11 AM. So we may have overslept a bit.

We absolutely love traveling. There's the planning. The anticipation. The countdown. And then it happens. You wake up with your bags pack and it's time to go to the airport. One minute your home and the next your in a new place with its own rich history and culture. Today was that day for our big trip of 2018. Originally scheduled for three weeks, we trimmed the trip down to a little under 20-days after our big move to New York a few months ago. We woke up this morning like a normal Thursday. Jenn was running late to work and grabbed a taxi (a rarity for either of us) and I hopped on a couple of calls while I worked the day from home.

It's always sad when it comes time to write the final post of a trip. Although this is only the first of two big trips this year, the idea of flying home tomorrow seems far too soon. But enough of that we had one final day here in Brussels and we were going to enjoy it. Our enjoyment began after waking up a little after 10 AM and lazily getting out of bed. 

After a beautiful first day in Brussels yesterday we woke up today to rain, and a lot of it. That was OK because we didn't even start getting out of bed until 11 AM. The very busy four days in Paris caught up to us, so it was nice to lay in bed and relax. Jenn slept in a lot later than I did, so I played some Mario Kart and caught up on the news waiting for her to wake up. Once Jenn was up and straightening her hair I walked across the street to a small coffee shop called OR Espresso Bar which had one of the best (and smallest) cappuccino's I've ever had,

It's the worst day of any trip that involves Paris. It's the day I have to say goodbye to my favorite city in the world. But enough about that, we still had a couple more hours together. Because we had a train leaving a little after noon we got a surprisingly early start to the day. We met my siblings and Ryan at one of our favorite eateries in all of Paris, Angelina's. Jenn hasn't stopped talking about their amazing hot chocolate since our first visit many years ago and our return visit didn't disappoint.