I think it only just hit me that I’m going to Taiwan. There are only three words for this: oh my god!! I’m getting chills. This is so exciting. I’ve always felt like I wasn’t enthusiastic enough whenever someone asked what I was doing after college. I was excited about it, but for some reason that excitement never really surfaced very strongly, except right when I found out I was going. There was a lot of jumping up and down, shrieking a little, laughing a lot, and running to all over the Sem to tell my friends the good news (only one was around actually, but she gleefully joined me in the jumping/laughing). And I had a huge smile every time I told someone for the rest of the day. But after that, it felt kind of unreal. I was so focused on other things: classes, and then saying goodbye to my friends, coming to terms with school being (for the time being) totally over, and of course the grand adventure that was Bonnaroo. But now, I’m packing. I’ve had my visa for nearly a month now. I leave for San Francisco in two days, and after about a week there, I’m going to Taiwan! For real! Oh my god!
Other than spazing out over Taiwan, I also visited my mom's summer home in Verton (a tiny little town in northern France). I had not been there in several years and my memory conjured this: a decrepit old farmhouse with a lot of mice. Chunks of the ceiling would fall to the floor of my room every time a truck rumbled by on the road. And the weather is awful. Think England but in France. Cold and raining all the time.
Well, the weather was the same. It rained every day I was there (as it has in New Orleans - I literally have not seen a non-rainy day since I was in Lyon about two weeks ago). However, the house was completely changed. I could actually walk upstairs because there was no longer any danger of falling through the hole that used to exist in the floor over the kitchen. In fact, I was given a nice little room tucked away behind my sister's room. I like cozy corners like that. With the door closed, it looks like it would just lead to a closet - but it's actually a whole other room. It's too bad mom wants to sell this place for a small house in southern France.
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