Wow, it's over! I'm done rushing through customs, running through airports, losing luggage...and, unfortunately speaking French every day. I'm going to be hunting down francophones at UCA, so beware!!
It's funny, one of the first things I noticed during my flights home was how being immersed in French culture had trained my mind. When the flight attendant started coming down the aisle with refreshments, my brain automatically kicked in to gear and started thinking of ways to ask for things in French. "Puis-j’avoir du café? Est-ce que vous avez du café? No wait, I can just ask her if she has any coffee." :P (And I needed some, too, having not had time for lunch.)
And that reminds me of another thing I've realized: I feel fearless. I've dealt with so many difficult situations in French that dealing with things in English won't be a big deal. Even talking to the UCA Housing Office... :P And classes in English? Yeah, I think I can handle those. (At least, I'm hoping. I just took a look at my new Statistics in Political Analysis book. !!! )
Hopefully my suitcases will be delivered tomorrow...I wasn't too worried about it tonight (I was too busy enjoying my Italian Nachos and blackberry cream soda at Carino's). They just got stuck in Detroit because there wasn't enough time for them to get them on my connecting flight. I actually just made it to the gate in time for boarding. Oh well. I'm tired, so I'm going to bed - 'night!
Ps. I CAN FINALLY USE MY PHONE AGAIN! So...call me!! :D
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