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I'm seriously thinking about going to France next year.
I know. It's foolish. I'll probably get on the plane and start crying to go home. But when I think about it, it'd be a waste not to go. When else in my life am I going to go to France? Assuming I live to be old enough to retire, what fun would it be to travel the world when I'm old and cranky?
I'm scared to think about it. I'd spend two weeks--one week with a foreign family, the next with my class--in a completely foreign country. It's not Quebec, where people were mostly bilingual. The people there would know English to the extent of our own foreign language education. Meaning: the word hello and probably no more than that.
Gah. I want to do it, though. Apparently I'm a masochist. Hmm.
But yeah... anyone have an opinion on this? Should I just suck it up and go, because it really seems like a worthwhile experience?
Off to do homework. Oh yeah--that's two weeks of missing school. That worries me, too. Gaaaaaahhhh.
I know. It's foolish. I'll probably get on the plane and start crying to go home. But when I think about it, it'd be a waste not to go. When else in my life am I going to go to France? Assuming I live to be old enough to retire, what fun would it be to travel the world when I'm old and cranky?
I'm scared to think about it. I'd spend two weeks--one week with a foreign family, the next with my class--in a completely foreign country. It's not Quebec, where people were mostly bilingual. The people there would know English to the extent of our own foreign language education. Meaning: the word hello and probably no more than that.
Gah. I want to do it, though. Apparently I'm a masochist. Hmm.
But yeah... anyone have an opinion on this? Should I just suck it up and go, because it really seems like a worthwhile experience?
Off to do homework. Oh yeah--that's two weeks of missing school. That worries me, too. Gaaaaaahhhh.