I wonder...

...sometimes about my ability to plan out my life.

I take solace in the fact that everyone else is probably just as lost as I am.



* Photo by me. Somewhere on the Mediterranean.

Breakdowns

I got to France at the beginning of June expecting to have a breakdown. Not because I'm the sort of person who has frequent or predictable breakdowns, but because that's what I figured happens when you study abroad. (My orientation packet told me to expect uncontrollable crying and nausea.) 

But nothing. 

I got close the first couple days, but that had more to do with the people I was around than the country I was in. For the record I have had one. I was sitting on the couch at 4 in the morning, Skyping the boyfriend. I had just gotten back from a bar and I was drunk and I felt stupid. 

I guess I'm feeling kind of gypped? 

I think I expected things to be drastically different.

So bizarre. 

Maybe this is my version of culture shock.


* Photo by me. 

Hello Again.

From France.

I've been here for 20 days so far.
Another 39 to go.

And I've decided to start blogging again, not necessarily about this trip, although I'm sure some of this will make it on here, but simply in general.

So hello again.











*Photo by me. Antibes, France.