The day is August 31, 2008. My flight to France leaves tomorrow! My plane is not set to fly out until 1:50 p.m., but I will be leaving my house at about 7 a.m. in order to get to O'Hare with enough time to get through security and everything. It will be an early morning! I'm not too concerned, though, as I doubt I will sleep at all tonight.
I have been looking forward to this trip since the last time I came home from France, in the summer of 2003. That summer my sister and I took a 3-week school sponsored trip through France and I fell in love with the country. I loved the food, the culture, the people - everything. I know that I will have a very different experience this time around, but I'm sure it will be just as amazing!
I am going into this trip with 2 suitcases, a proficiency in French, and a feeling of restlessness. I spent the summer living at home and working a full-time job; it was a great experience, but I am ready to go! I am anxious for a new experience, even a difficult experience. I feel too young to be tied down, too young to lead a structured, controlled, planned-out life. I want to go somewhere I don't know anyone, somewhere I've never been. So off I go! I will carry my life overseas for four months and watch myself grow.
A Paris!
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