*Again, sorry about the pics. Still not working again*
Two months later and I’m finally heading back to the USA. While I’m happy to go home to the land of air conditioning, bagels, Mexican food, and Panera, I really do not want to leave the city that has come to be my home this past month. There is so much here I feel like I haven’t explored yet that I want to keep exploring. I guess that just means I’ll have to come back again some day.
This trip was all I could have asked for/needed and more. It was my much needed getaway from life in the US and a chance for me to explore the world, something I’ve always wanted to do. A lot of people told me I was being quite ambitious trying to cover five countries practically alone at first, not to mention three of those being places I didn’t speak the native language (minus a few words here and there of French and Italian and one Swedish phrase). On top of that, this was my first ever trip out of the US (I don’t really count my trip to Niagara Falls as being out of the country). So, yes, looking back on it, I can see why people were both impressed and concerned when I told them how I was spending my summer.
Nevertheless, my experiences in Europe were unforgettable and absolutely amazing. I wouldn’t trade how I spent the past two months for anything in the world. I learned so much about so many different cultures that my head felt like it was about to explode from all the information. I also made so many new memories and friends along the way that made my time here even more enjoyable. So Europe, and especially Paris, my home away from home for the past month, hejdå, ciao, au revoir, and goodbye. Hopefully I’ll get the opportunity to come back in a few years.