Two Weeks Home

So, it's really odd to think that I've been home from France for about two weeks. I'm a couple of days over, but we'll count it. It's actually been two weeks and two and a half days. But it feels so weird to actually be somewhere there's no language barrier, even if that's not really a problem for me anymore. But it feels so weird to be back in American culture, where there's no such thing as a vacation. Vacations are important and we need to learn that. And everyone is so loud and guys catcall while you're walking down the street.

I prefer France. I miss France. France is home. Everyone is respectful of others and we're all allowed to do our own thing (except sing Let it Go in the Disney Store. Apparently that's not allowed, even if Idina's powerhouse vocals are filling the store. It turns out that scares people). I just miss the culture where it's cool if you wear a bikini to the beach, even if you have the whitest skin to ever white because everyone's just there to enjoy the sun and sand. It's just different, and I love it so much and I wish I could go back right now. But if I was in France right now, I wouldn't have made friends with Laura, Louise, Guillame, and Francois. All four of them are from France, and I'm not really sure how I found them, but I will always hold onto that part of me that is France, and if that means I just make friends with French people, then I make friends with French people.

I really want to go back, though. I miss my family and speaking French all the time. Now when I speak French, people don't understand, and that is so frustrating for me. Once it gets about past five o'clock, I automatically transfer into French a lot of the time because I'm tired and it just feels natural to speak in a language that's not the one I learned as a child. French feels more natural to me, which I suppose is a little odd, but I think that as you get older and learn languages, you kind of find the one that fits you, and for me, that's French. I enjoy it so much and it sounds so much better than English to me. I don't know. French is just that escape for me.