I kind of miss it already, to be truthful. California had a familiarity to it; I don't know if it's because of how much like Nice it was, with the palm trees and the proximity of the ocean, or because it's just that kind of place. I did have some directional problems a few times, but I never got lost. The beach was lovely; Hollywood was as I
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Luckily, though, the negative memories fade a lot faster than the positive, and soon all you feel is "God that was a good time... I wish I could do it again." That's how I felt when I went to Spain - I had moments of wishing I could just be home, and feeling so out of my element. But then after I got back, I realized how utterly amazing it all was, even the hard times.
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