A few years ago I went on a trip to France. It was an amazing experience. I met many people who opened my eyes to different perspectives and I grew. People who walked into my life and left such incredible memories. Memories that have helped to shape me.
I backpacked through a slice of South-East France, stopping for a couple of days in each city with the exception of Paris and Montpelier where I was housed w/ siblings of a good friend of mine. I went by myself. I do speak French but had been out of practice for a little over a year.
I had to do a lot of research to figure out the visa situation, the luggage, the hostels, the trains and to decide on the cities. I have always wanted to return to France. I hope that when I am done w/ residency I can take an extended break of about 3 months to visit the UK, France and Italy.
From start to finish, I wrote in a journal that I picked up at Half-Price Bookstore. I haven’t flipped through that journal in many many moons, but a discussion that I just had with one of my lj friends has prompted a perusal of this journal. I wonder if I should share some excerpts…