First Impressions

It’s Day 4 of my year here in France, so here are the things I found surprising/notable upon entering into the country and it’s culture, before I get all used to it and it’s not surprising/notable anymore.

No, you can not see the Eiffel Tower from everywhere in Paris.  The radios here play the same hits as they did back home, only sometimes they’ll redo a chorus in French.  No-one has heard of peanut butter, but thank goodness there is Nutella.  Grass really does appear greener on this side of the globe.  And the trees are bigger.  MacDonald’s exists.  As does Burger King.  There are baguettes and cheese at every meal.  The cows are white.

And I think I like it here very much.

Au revoir!

I'm writing up this post on my second plane to France.  For those who don't know, there is no Wi-Fi fifty-billion miles above the surface of the Earth (not on this plane, anyway) so I'll be posting it on the blog later.


I’m not the first to say it: goodbyes suck.  They’re often awkward and always painful. Last Saturday I said goodbye to my friends, last tuesday, to my family, in preparation for my departure to France for the next 11 months. 

No doubt goodbye is the hardest part of any journey.  However, there is a part of me that likes goodbyes, because with them comes a promise of something new to begin.  Goodbyes are the both the acknowledgement of a journey to be taken, and the promise to take it; it’s the resolution to move forward.

And so, even though I will miss what I’ve left behind, I resolve not to waste my time missing.  I’m set to embark on the adventure of my life; may as well enjoy it!!

written on the plane, sometime between August 23 and 24

A very short introduction

Hi!  I'm Sarah, and I've decided to start a blog about my year in Dinan, France as an exchange student.   You should read it!