Vivez Dur!

So it begins. My dear friends Porter and Yorba Travis, brothers extraordinaire, and I are but a mere month from what will truly be an adventure of a lifetime. We tend to share a lot of those.
It's just what we do.
Indubitably.
Airline tickets, round-trip coach with a three-hour layover in Miami.
Check.
Apartment on Il de la Cite over looking the banks of the Seine.
Check.
Awesome times await.
Oh daddy, you better believe it! (Daddy Travis, Esq., that is, our wise benefactor)
May 12, 2010, a Wednesday morning, will find me awaking earlier than my usual 6:15 cattle call to make my way to Paris for 11 days and 10 nights that is sure to test my mettle, deprive me of sleep, tempt my tummy, and intoxicate me with the red wine and women of the most romantic city on Earth. It's apropos, mon cherie, that the funnest single guys I know head to a land most people visit for their honeymoon. Instead, we shall leave no stone unturned in search of the world's best party.
Over the next month and a half, we will certainly have stories to tell and photos to post. You're invited to tag along (virtually, of course) to see what situations we can get ourselves into.
Au revoir for now!