When daddy told me we were going for vacation, I couldn't contain my excitement! I packed my favorite Louis Vuitton blouses, my Prada bikini of course, anything that could fit in my Gucci travel bag. The plane ride was sooo boring, like, they didn't have carpaccio nor salmon! But that was only the beginning. We got off the plane and out the airport, and I couldn't believe my eyes! The whole train ride I couldn't stop looking out the window, watching the city go by. It was just like in my romcom movies! But once we got to our destination... It was horrible! A dirty, poor, barely developed old village! Apparently, this was my dad's plan, to send me to his hometown... I just wonder why.

"Ugh... my Versaces..."

Anywhere I step is dirty, and the heat is unbearable.

"Nope, I'm calling my dad... You servant, make yourself useful and tell my dad we're not spending another minute on this... place."

Date: Jun 7th