Monday, September 13, 2010

Time flies...kinda.

It was just over a year ago that the idea of going to Paris was born.  Time seemed to go very slowly, until recently. Now I have two more sleeps.

My emotions are all over the place.  I'm going to miss Keith and Alex a whole bunch.  It breaks my heart to leave Bizou (my dog) for such a long time - he's my baby and tad spoiled.  I wish he spoke English so I could explain.  I'm nervous too - can't really pinpoint why.  Perhaps because I've never been away from home for such a long period, or because I'm traveling without my family for the first time.  I'm also extremely excited - no explanation needed there.

Three days from now I'll be in Paris.  In my new temporary home.  In my temporary neighborhood.  I'm really looking forward to exploring the neighborhood.  My neighborhood!

~ L

1 comment:

Paulita said...

I know how you feel. The anticipation of the trip is so great that sometimes it's not until I climb on the plane that I realize how nervous I am about leaving my family behind. Once you get there, you'll be fine though. What a terrific opportunity. Hope you love every minute of it.