I do love to travel.

Nothing influenced this tendency more than a beautiful semester abroad. I spent five months living (and loving) Aix-en-Provence, France. I reiterate the cliche printed across posters & brochures littering study abroad offices everywhere: studying abroad changes your life.

There’s nothing quite as humbling as staggering around a megastore, overwhelmed and lacking the ability to locate the appliance section. (My college-level French hadn’t prepared me to ask someone where the hairdryers were kept). There’s nothing as surreal as basking in the Provencal sun, sipping espresso and listening to an accordion player (I swear it happened). There are few moments funnier than the 20 min spent running through standard cooking vocab & miming to an elderly store owner, attempting to express that you need “flour” to make crepes. And I have yet to feel anything as liberating as being taken for a native in a country that isn’t my own.

France changed me. It widened my perspective and challenged me in ways I would have never imagined. It emboldened me. My host family, the Godins, became extensions of my American family. They, and my experience in Aix, are more than cherished memories. They are a part of my present.

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