The months seem to fly by! We’re already in May and in what’ll seem like only a few days, it’ll end. June will fly by just as quickly and then it’ll be me flying home to the states! When I talk with my friends at home, I feel as if the day of our flight couldn’t come soon enough, but once I’m out walking around this amazing city, I feel as though I could never leave! I have two homes now and I’ve realized that I can’t live in either country without missing the other!
My definition of an “adventure” has changed since living here. I used to spend my time at malls but when there are museums and cathedrals, alleys and street markets to explore, malls seem so dull! Sometimes, I get off the metro at a stop I’ve never been to before just to wander through someplace new and see what gems are to be found! We took these photos on the side of the road in France. I saw the green field and tree lined street and had my dad pull over just to take pictures! I would never have imagined that a field would excite me! I never wandered through my home city in California to find cool and unusual areas, so I’m excited to do just that. I’m excited to look at my own country through different eyes; through the eyes of someone looking for an adventure, through the eyes of someone who wants to find every gem in the city, and wander through every nook and cranny. Do you explore your city? What do your adventures look like?
Normally I love rainy days… when I’m wrapped up in blankets in my room, deep in a romance novel, sipping hot chocolate, and listening to the drops pelt my window. However, when you’re out traveling and the weather man forgot to mention that there was a chance of rain and that you’re going to want something more than just Mary Janes to walk around in, rainy days lose a little bit of their charm. Mr. Weather Man’s just lucky that I was pleased that the umbrella we conveniently had matched my scarf and jacket; little things like that just make everything better! So I forgive you, dear old weather man. This Time. Anyways, although our day in Toulouse, France was dreary, the next day was unbelievably gorgeous! So, we decided to call rainy days “production days”, because when the clouds go on their way, they leave behind skies so blue, they’re steroidal and hills so green you drool. So, now, anytime there’s a rainy day, my dad says “It’s a production day today but just wait until tomorrow; it’ll be beautiful!” And it always is;)