Hello, strangers! It’s been a while.
I’m really sorry if I’ve been a little distant lately. Literally. Because I’m physically very distant right now. (Okay, I think you get it.)
As you probably already guessed from the title, I moved to France. Yep, that’s right. The country of wine and bread and cheese. And escargot, which I haven’t tried yet. (Foodventures aren’t really my thing.) So what am I doing here? A very good question that I’ve been asking myself quite often these past few weeks. I’m working as an English assistant for 7 months – so technically I haven’t moved here in the permanent sense. But I am living by myself for the first time in my life! Not going to lie, it hasn’t been easy. Okay, it’s been a MAJOR adjustment. Slowly, though, I feel like the dizzying new world around me is stabilizing.
Although my drawing above depicts a lovely view of the you-know-which Tower, I’m not actually living in Paris. I’ve never even seen Paris yet! Where I’m staying for the remainder of my program is the beautiful and historic west coast of France, in the medieval town of Guérande.
…Okay. So I’m trying to sell it a bit. To be honest it’s a very pretty town but very quiet. It doesn’t help that I’m in a foreign country with – hmm let me count – ZERO friends. Maybe that’s why I’m turning to this blog now.
Let me state the obvious – my blog has clearly been neglected the past few months. I was planning on announcing my move to la France before I left but time quickly slipped through my anxious fingers. It has just been a whirlwind of packing, documents, meetings, lesson planning, goodbyes, nervous breakdowns, dark pits of despair and loneliness, and fun times under the new French sunshine.
But excuses, excuses. My poor little blog has been staring at me with its sad puppy eyes and it’s very hard to ignore it. Now that I finally feel like I’m settling in, I think it’s time for a little update.
Welcome, bienvenue, to a new chapter in my life.