Upon arriving at the airport, I had to deal with various dilemmas of international travel. Mainly: why is my stuff so heavy? After much rearranging by my wonderful mother, and many attempts of weighing my giant duffel bag, it was finally at the maximum 50 pounds. Now, while I am sitting at the gate waiting for my flight into the windy city and from there into the city of lights, I am filled with excitement and nervous energy about the huge step toward the unknown that I am about to take. I have waited for this trip for a very long time, but now I find myself wondering whether it will live up to my admittedly high expectations.
Thankfully, I have the experiences shared with me by a very dear friend to guide me and to show me all that my experience abroad has to offer. So, as I am about to embark on this GIANT leap to a land across the sea, I will have to save more of my comments for when I arrive at my esteemed destination.
