My mom always told me that you don't really know someone until you live with them or travel with them. However...she never told me what to expect when moving to another country with about fifteen people that I'd never even talk to except through Facebook. I came in expecting the worse. I mean what was I supposed to do, fifteen random people?! This was like the ultimate MTV Real World.
Meeting up with a few people in the airport on the way, we all seemed to get along perfectly & it seemed like everything would be okay. And it was! We came and all were excited for our trip to Europe! Once the entire group came together, I figured everything would be perfect. But I'm not dumb, I knew we wouldn't ALL get along and everyone wouldn't be the best of friends singing Kumbaya in a circle. Slowly, but surely, little things about just about everyone started to stand out to me. Little pet peeves of mine happened to be in everyone, some more annoying to me than others. Then the homesickness set in. I missed my friends and family. They understand me sometimes better than I understand myself. Skype tried to heal the distance, but it just wasn't good enough. I kind of felt like I wanted to be home. Until my friend Justin, who's also studying abroad in France, reminded me of how great an opportunity this was and how I'd make memories to last a lifetime. I decided I was going to tough it out and finally made it to the point of my own personal excursion, PARIS! I'd always dreamt of going to Paris. What girl hasn't? I had everything planned out that I wanted to do. Obviously, I knew that everyone wouldn't have the same plans, but I thought the general idea was the same: Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame, Versailles, Champs Elyeeses.. you know the normal.
After an seven hour bus ride, I was finally in Paris and ready to see! Once I got off the bus I realized I was the only person who had a slightly pleasant ride. Everyone wanted to take a nap to recooperate and then go out, but I was ready now!!! You see, I know that I'm a very bossy girl. It's one of my few bad traits. Luckily, for me, we couldn't check into our hostel for a few more hours so the group was forced to go out. Finding our way through the city with a group of six people was another task within itself. And, to add to the trouble, I couldn't get on Facebook for an entire weekend?! The trip was a great time though, heads clashed and there were differences of opinion, but I think overall everyone had a good time. And hopefully, I have no more desires until December!
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