F.3 Paris, je t'aime

When I think back to my time in Paris, one of the last things I feel is regretfulness. Life is too short to not do your best and live without regrets. I had a great time in Paris. I really did. I'm the kind of person who sometimes over thinks things or worries too much, so there is always a little part of me that feels like I could have done things differently or better. That little part of me may be right but considering how well things went and how great a time I had, it doesn't bother me much at all. It was my first time traveling on my own, so there is a lot that I learned for the next time I travel. There is quite a lot that I will take from the entire experience. I now want to seriously pursue learning French. Before the trip I had only flirted with the idea. I really want to become fluent now. I want to live and work in France, hopefully Paris. Again, I only flirted with the idea of moving to France or something along those lines, but now I see it has a much higher priority. Finding a French woman is somewhere on that list as well. I feel as though I put forth a respectable effort towards getting immersed in the culture and language. I tried very hard to meet the locals and do as the Parisians do. I paid good attention in my Sorbonne class and always had lots of questions for Madame Clay.

It's difficult to look back on the trip and sort of summarize it all into a journal entry. It definitely went better than I expected. I had a wonderful time. I really improved my French and got to experience the culture. I made some good friends along the way as well. I won't forget this trip.