I didn't enjoy the food. French food is messed up, no matter what they tell you. Italian food is somehow not as good as it is abroad, just like most Asian food wasn't actually that good until the westerners came along to deep fry it.
Didn't like the mosquitos, though the French ones aren't that bad.
Italian ones are a total nightmare though, the type that doesn't give a shit about light or dark or movement or anything and just goes for it, several times, leaving you sitting around scratching like some kind of crazy person.
Realised I messed up the French mosquito.
Found and bought a moleskine, didn't buy a watercolour one cause I'm an idiot, but it's awesome and a moleskine so whatever.
Discovered my phone bill was more than £100 after five days and freaked out.
Went out for a walk to calm my nerves and was inspired by local graffiti.
Graffiti took a weird direction and just started drawing random things.
Went to the Orsay museum (the Louvre is so passé), got invited to dinner by a guy who barely speaks English let alone Hebrew who kept trying to rush me to go see the Van Gogh stuff with him, shook him off to sit around drawing statues.
Took a train to Italy. Some stressful stuff, mum mostly unfazed due to excitement about Italian food (huge letdown as previously noted)
Too busy in Italy to really draw anything but it was 100 times better than fuddy duddy France, with endless concerts with bands that can't sing and crowds that don't care, just barely managed to sketch the piazza della liberta in Bertinoro (delightful place, highly recommended), view hidden by unloading trucks most of the time but the drivers offered to move them when they noticed me (so sweet).
Will upload Italian comics if I ever make any, but let's not raise our hopes.
Overall didn't feel like a holiday, did the same stuff as usual only abroad, but all the same, change of scene once in a while is nice too.