Oh, hey, it's your internet dad who hadn't taken a vacation in 13 years, Alieward.

And I'm sending you an audio postcard from a trip I took to Paris this week.

Y'all, I broke the drought. I took a vacation. The first one that wasn't a work trip in so long.

Although this is kind of like, you know, when you write a postcard, like from a cafe.

Maybe you're pensively squinting into the distance over a tiny cup of coffee and

just drinking in vibes, but you don't have stamps until you give up and then you just mail it

when you get home and you hope that no one notices that the postcard is from Burbank.

So we flew over an ocean yesterday. I'm now home. I'm back in the arms of our dog, baby.

But I wanted to just put together some memories and facts and some weird shit that I learned while

I spent a week in France with your pod mom, Jarrett and his mom and sister and nephew. We took a little

fan trip. They were like, we're going to France. You know, I'll join us. And we were like,

beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, we calculated. We had some points lying around. We're like,

let's just go. So we went. So I'm just going to tell you about some stuff I saw and learned

you don't have to listen to this. But I figured I learned some weird stuff while I was there.

So let's just do the videos. We're going to just do the mini-sauce theme and then you can come

with me and learn some weird France stuff. No jet lag, no passports, no life savings, or French,

needed. Pack up. Come on. Let's go. Let's hit the road.

Okay. So when you go to France, you are there for pastries. But you have to say that you're there

for history. We had a cab driver ask us on our last day what we did. And we were like, man,

we ate and we walked and we ate and then walked more. And he just said, so no culture. And in that

moment, I felt my soul leave my body at a shame for a moment. And but then you know what? I roped

it back with some logic that said, hello, walking and eating is culture. But people will judge you

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