I love her drawings, and the book made me want to visit Paris. I especially loved the incorporation of photographs, and would have liked to see them mixed with cartooning more often, as on the cover. The drawings of tabletops spread with food and wine glasses were very nostalgic to me. However, for a book that was marketed as a mother-daughter exploration, I didn't think it provided much. Lucy rarely got out of herself enough to analyze much of anything; she was with her mother, but I didn't see much relationship happening, and I wanted more. As with Craig Thompson's similarly-themed and -styled Carnet de Voyage, the idea of a travel diary by a talented artist is drool-worthy, but too much introspection comes across as a whole lotta whining. I may get my Artist License revoked for saying this, but I'm not a fan of art about how hard it is to be an artist. Lift above that story, all you comics diarists!