Well, I'm back to the U.S. of A. for a while. Now to get on with my school and life and get a job.
At least, that's what I thought. But the whole job thing wasn't working out too well. It took me about a month to solidify a situation. Things were getting a bit desperate for a while there. And when I finally did get the job, I got it because I could speak French. I never would have been good enough to get a job speaking French if it weren't for this trip.
I'm going to miss the atmosphere, ambiance, the life, and the quality of the food (perhaps most of all; I got sick eating my first cheeseburger back in the states.).
I can honestly say that this trip has changed my life. It opened my eyes to French culture, let me see some of the greatest art in the world, got me in a healthy eating lifestyle (I'm down 20 pounds from before I left), and has given me a great outlook on life.
I'm genuinely happy with where I am in my life, and this trip to Europe is a huge factor in my happiness. It's good to be back and playing music and seeing friends and family, but I would go back in an instant if the opportunity presented itself.
Je t'aime, France.
