It's hard to believe that one month ago, almost at this very moment in fact, I was driving to Atlanta to make my departure flight to France. If every month goes as quickly as this, I fear that France will start slipping away faster than I can experience it.
The other night I dreamed that I had returned home and was welcomed by all of my friends and family after my long absence. But the only thing I could think was how upset I was to leave France, as I hadn't accomplished everything I had wanted to; as if I had been extracted from something wonderful far too early.
But even if I were forced to leave now, I would be completely content with the time I have passed here. This has been an overwhelming month of firsts and I will never forget it. These firsts include eating rabbit and rooster, dancing in a disco, touching the Mediterranean, functioning entirely in French, walking into the Monte Carlo casino, and getting a hot baguette from the bakery. It has been a wonderful melange of simple and grand but I can't help feeling that the best is yet to come.
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I am glad that you are having a wonderful time there, don't worry you still have several more months to expereience France. I remember when I had my first rabbit, I was in Athens greece and my parents told us it was chicken, until all of it was gone they were like " How'd you like the rabbit?" At least you knew what you where eating in advance. Soon the weather will be warm and you will beable to enjoy more simple things. I just cant believe you are there and speaking the language, that is what amazes me the most!!! Lp
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