6 Aug 2026, 22:40
enchanté
made by: Esme Hestridge
9:00 PM - 12/11/2021 - Chariot Hotel - speech
Oh how sublime it was that her Aunt had announced their winter vacation to Paris. Chelsea had appeared to be anticipating this moment, about time she had made her arrival to the proclaimed "City of light." Her dream was about to become reality — the cottage had been cleared out to dispose of any waste and to organized her room to make things kempt before leaving.
"Have you packed up your things yet Chelsea?" her Aunt asked in a hurry
"Yes Auntie! Everything is cleared." she said candidly
With all things in mind, everything was settled and they were soon about to leave for their travel to France. Although embarrassing a tad bit, she had not once experience traveling on plane and thus have been clueless that added to her eagerness and excitement. It made her feel nethandral even more so. A learning experience can be a learning curve. But process was progress.
The weather here was just as exotic and tropical as usual and Chelsea breathed in one last time before her leave. The skies displayed hues of twilight. It would be a lengthy travel with many hours in enclosed spaces. Indirect flights as Venuzela never acquired a direct flight to France. Now Paris was said to be quite chilly especially in winter times. Compared to other countries like those who live in Russia, Canada, or various northern countries she was certain it would be mild. However one can not make baseless assumptions as she might not be used to such drop in temperatures.
The tedious process to even getting to the airport was never pleasanter, security and everything she really felt at a lost. Removing items, passports twice in a cycle. A rural girl wouldn't have any knowledge about the urban living. Modern technology was not better, the only closest thing she knew about it was her camera for photography. That is not to say she was not sheltered as she knew much more but traveling was really just foreign to her.
At long last she had pulled through and given her all. Grateful for her Aunt Noelle's instructions and guidance throughout the progress getting around the airport. She was certainly not forgiving as she was much more uptight and frazzled.
Oh to see the state of Chelsea Mitzchel when she had finally finished her travels and made it to Paris. The Chariot Hotel was just not far from the sights and amusements. But the lass couldn't keep up with her Aunt's stamina and had fallen very violently as her legs couldn't coordinate. Chelsea fell chest first leaving her winded and tears falling down, feverish and ill. The lass had her knees grazed. She curled herself into a fetus position to recover and preventing sudden movement. But her attention was soon diverted to realize that her knee had been healed during the split second of her dolor.
Her Aunt Noelle noticed the poor state her niece was left in. But in a short notice she saw that Chelsea had recovered just fine. Noelle had helped her get to her feet and asked a series of questions on her well being. Chelsea was exhausted.
It was if she could call it a "magical" experience. She could recall it till this day.
"Have you packed up your things yet Chelsea?" her Aunt asked in a hurry
"Yes Auntie! Everything is cleared." she said candidly
With all things in mind, everything was settled and they were soon about to leave for their travel to France. Although embarrassing a tad bit, she had not once experience traveling on plane and thus have been clueless that added to her eagerness and excitement. It made her feel nethandral even more so. A learning experience can be a learning curve. But process was progress.
The weather here was just as exotic and tropical as usual and Chelsea breathed in one last time before her leave. The skies displayed hues of twilight. It would be a lengthy travel with many hours in enclosed spaces. Indirect flights as Venuzela never acquired a direct flight to France. Now Paris was said to be quite chilly especially in winter times. Compared to other countries like those who live in Russia, Canada, or various northern countries she was certain it would be mild. However one can not make baseless assumptions as she might not be used to such drop in temperatures.
The tedious process to even getting to the airport was never pleasanter, security and everything she really felt at a lost. Removing items, passports twice in a cycle. A rural girl wouldn't have any knowledge about the urban living. Modern technology was not better, the only closest thing she knew about it was her camera for photography. That is not to say she was not sheltered as she knew much more but traveling was really just foreign to her.
At long last she had pulled through and given her all. Grateful for her Aunt Noelle's instructions and guidance throughout the progress getting around the airport. She was certainly not forgiving as she was much more uptight and frazzled.
Oh to see the state of Chelsea Mitzchel when she had finally finished her travels and made it to Paris. The Chariot Hotel was just not far from the sights and amusements. But the lass couldn't keep up with her Aunt's stamina and had fallen very violently as her legs couldn't coordinate. Chelsea fell chest first leaving her winded and tears falling down, feverish and ill. The lass had her knees grazed. She curled herself into a fetus position to recover and preventing sudden movement. But her attention was soon diverted to realize that her knee had been healed during the split second of her dolor.
Her Aunt Noelle noticed the poor state her niece was left in. But in a short notice she saw that Chelsea had recovered just fine. Noelle had helped her get to her feet and asked a series of questions on her well being. Chelsea was exhausted.
It was if she could call it a "magical" experience. She could recall it till this day.
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PC: Angel Dayes
"I'd not want to indulge in such foolishness."
"I'd not want to indulge in such foolishness."