North America is so last week.

Alrighty. 

This is a great city/state/country/continent.

Buttttttt

I need to travel.

Just to see what all the hooplah is about. I am dying to travel the world.

Let's just say it's at the top of my to-do list.

So I have generated a game plan, cleverly titled, "Get Kymi Out of North America".

How does it work you ask?

Simple. Let me tell you.

Phase One: Get my mom to talk to my Great Aunt Trudy about any relatives (I don't mind if I don't know them) that live in a cool, far away country. Since she is the woman to go to if you need to learn about your family. We didn't even know we were mostly french until we talked to her.

Phase Two: Call these distant relatives, and say, "Hey...Do you need a cool cousin/neice/half-cousin-three times removed for the summer??"

Phase Three: Spend a summer with these relatives.

Fail-proof plan.

Unless of course

a. We do not have relatives in a cool far away country

b. The relatives want nothing to do with me

c. They live in Greenland

But other than that, I'd say it's a go.

It has been unbelievably hot lately.

I'm sunburnt like I've never been sunburnt before.

But the thunder and rain has been nothing short of the coolest thing ever.

It's too hot to blog.

I guess Greenland wouldn't be so bad.