It was great,
it was emotional,
it was depressing,
it was uplifiting,
it was... interesting.
It was inspirational.
I want to paint and I wrote my first poem since I left here last December. Wow.
A year ago, I never thought that I would love this place so much, that I'd come back. If you would have asked me a year ago what I would be doing in July 2010, I would have probably concocted some vague answer that included Spain or France. I would have never guessed I would have embarked on this crazy crazy trip of insanity that gave me a lot of clear-mindedness. Perhaps, it was even cheaper than therapy! Perhaps, it would have been cheaper to just hire a shrink. Anyway,
Some stand-out moments;
- arriving to NYC from London in business class, seeing the big apple from above with the lights glittering
- many good dinners with good friends (during the whole 6 weeks)
- turning 21 in NY/NJ
- The Barking Dog cafe
- getting asked for my ID when buying alcohol (though no-one asked on my actual birthday!!)
- sitting on the side of the road in Jersey at 3am on my birthday after the car broke down
- looking for a mechanic at 7am in heels and a white cocktail dress
- fighting my way to LaGuardia
- smelling eucalyptus in california
- frozen yoghurt in Stanford
- pretty Berkeley
- the sheer amount of pick-up lines recieved while walking around the Mission district of San Francisco.
- spending the night at the SFO airport, on a couch at subway, finding a pill and a penny on the ground. not eating either pill nor penny.
- 2 memorable hours in Texas
- seemingly endless midnight talks
- very unfortunate soccor games (involving Australia and France.)
- finally getting Ceviche again. God, I missed it.
- passing customs into Canada
- passing customs into the USA
- Cristal Monee Hall playing the Montreal Jazz Festival
- Montreal Museum of Fine Arts
- Dad's Tuna Bagels, Montreal.
- watching jeopardy and drinking wine in montreal
- Ben and Jerry's icecream
- finding my way around Paterson, NJ on my own
- JUST making the bus for Baltimore when I thought I missed it
- 4th of July fireworks
- walking around Baltimore port
well, thats all I could think of off the top of my head.
I'm glad to be going back to France. Very glad. I'm counting the hours until I arrive in Lyon.
And, although I've decided not to come back for a while, I will miss this country. It's an enigma. There's still so much to see/do/discover here.
But I will be back. I know I will. America, you can't get rid of me that easily.