Jetlagged Haze

Showered, napped, and ate-- now I can update my blog.

Loooong trip. Sat beside a sweet newlywed couple to Frankfurt. Couldn't sleep despite Benadryl. Landed in Frankfurt. Loooong line at passport check at 5am local/11pm est. Extremely tired for flight to Nice. 100+ lbs over 3 bags = really rough time getting on a bus etc. to get to hostel. I think my arms may fall off. Villa St. Exupery is a really nice hostel. Emily joins me tomorrow and we move hostels on wednesday. I slept, despite all advice not to; may have to take 2 benadryl tonight, but I needed the sleep. Am glad that was able to communicate in French without too much difficulty thus far. Reading about Julia Child keeps me optimistic; she adored France even more than I do.

Thought I would have more to say, but I am still rather foggy.
A plus mes amis!

Expatriation

Well, in 48 hours I will be boarding a plane headed for Frankfurt and then Nice where I will be for the next 8 months. I'm not even done packing yet, but I do have a place to stay for the first 3 nights.

I'm looking forward to: living by the Mediterranean again, poulet sandwiches, living my life, finding a cute apartment and hopefully roommates and friends, possible travels, seeing old friends all over Europe (Paris, Lyon, Italy), vacations

I'm anxious about: snobby french people, not finding apt, roommate, friends; monetary issues, missing friends, family; how teaching will go, etc.


I will try to keep stories on this blog so if my plans of recording my adventures in a diary fail (as they did last time), then I at least have you, dear internet.



"But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,/ We'd jump the life to come" Macbeth I, vii, 6-7