Friday, January 8, 2010

Sitting in Paris

So, I am sitting in a cafe in Paris. Not what you are thinking though, it is an overpriced (4 dollars for a bottle of juice) airport cafe. I hate Paris, well, the airport at least. I would like to say that in my crazy long layover (7 hours) I was able to travel out and see a little bit of France, but no. I could barely find my way to my gate, and security here is obnoxious. Not impressed. And, I want another bottle of juice.

My flight from Boston to Paris was alright. I was a bit of a mess, and had a hard time falling asleep. For those of you who know me, even a little bit, you know that falling asleep is usually not a problem for me, staying awake is. Leaving home (again) was hard, really hard.

Had a going away dinner last night with some of the family and friends at the Pasta House. It was nice, and I was proud of myself for only getting teary once. In my defense it was the last time I was seeing all of those amazing people for 20 months, which right now seems like an awfully long time.

This morning a bunch of us (mum, Kel, Joey, DP, my grandparents, and my aunt and uncle) came to IHOP to join me for one last, normal breakfast before I left. I ordered a side of bacon, surprise surprise. It was great to see everyone and spend some time together.

Had a nap when I got home (sleep eluded me last night to), and then some last minute repacking when Danny declared that my suitcase was too heavy.

The ride to the airport was fine, but when we got there I got stalling. I really did not want to get back on that plane. I got away with putting it off for a bit longer then expected (thanks to a delay) but finally I had to go.

Now I am sitting in Paris with all this time to think. Probably not a good plan, but it's whats happening. While I know I am lucky to be doing what I am doing, it still hurts to be away from everyone. I am stopping now though, before I lose it in this overpriced airport cafe and make a fool of myself.

Maybe I will treat myself to that second 4 dollar juice.


I miss you all and love you lots. Don't forget about me guys.

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