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I'm leaving for Paris in about 6.5 hours, and to be honest, I'm really nervous.

I had a bad run in with some food earlier today and my stomach has been going crazy since. I've been drinking pepto bismol like it's 70c euro boxed wine, and it's been doing it's job for the most part.

Nothing is gonna calm these mariposas en my stomach.

I texted everyone a so long, hope you enjoy thanksgiving while I'm disfruting (enjoying) it up in paris. As double edged as it sounds, I really wish that I was home for the holiday. I want some sweet potato casserole, and some stuffing with jiblets, and some turkey and some everything. As weird as it is to say it, I actually want green bean casserole right now... meh, maybe I'm just saying that. Sorry padre, it's really not my fave.

I texted my brother too, which was probably a terrible idea. Every time I talk to him I always get even more homesick than I think possible. He's just the greatest kid ever and I can't wait to see him again! We've been talking a lot more lately since I left which is weird... but I mean, hey, absence makes the heart grow fonder or something right? I miss my bro. An F ton.

Anyway, tomorrow is going to be jam packed with events. I'm leaving my city at 7am to head to the airport, to land in Paris some time around 13:00. From there I'm heading around to do whatever I can to occupy 8 hours of my day until AD lands, and then we're off to the hotel. I've looked up cheap cafes to eat at during my time betwixt exhibits. (big word wooooah) I found a really cute one that seems to be within range. They specialize in salads and what not, so I wrote a card that said "I'm allergic to lactose" in French. :) Thank god I have a friend who knows(ish) french. :)

So yeah, I'm heading to a new country, kind of alone, but not really, on my countries favorite holiday... Some would call this the dream, I call it homesickness. But whatevs. This is an opportunity of a life time and I don't want to waste it by feeling sorry for myself. :) Time to go smell the roses, drink wine and eat a baguette under the Eiffel Tower! Man, never thought I'd actually say that and mean it.



My bucket list is getting kind of short.



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Buenas Noches.