Moving On
It's been a month since I said goodbye to Paris. The last week there was tough, trying to see everyone and do all the things I never did. But it was also very relaxing - finals were over and I was free to soak in as much of the city as I could. As my friends were leaving I quickly realized that while I learned and experienced so much from all of my travels, it wouldn't mean nearly as much without the people I met along the way. I made friends that have taught English in Japan, gotten bitten by a shark, lived in a national park, seen a case in the World Court, and met the Milan soccer team (and took a picture with David Beckham, most importantly). And with them I jumped into a frigid ocean at eight o'clock in the morning, rode rented bikes to Monet's gardens, trekked along the side of a cliff to get to our hotel, experienced every hostel situation imaginable, and crossed Abbey rode just as the Beatles did decades ago. It was the perfect study abroad experience because of the random, unexpected moments, and although it was sad to say goodbye, I know as long as I keep pursuing new experiences, there will be awesome people, interesting places, and spontaneous moments waiting for me.