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That Squiggly Line

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Isn't it sad that I am in one of the food capitals of the world and all I can dream about is American food?

Even before we arrived in Paris, the IES team had been preparing us for the roller coaster of emotions we would feel before, during, and after our time abroad. IES has been organizing study abroad groups for over 60 years, so they really are the experts on this.

For the first two weeks in Paris they kept pushing this chart in our faces. It seemed like I was constantly looking at this piece of paper with a line squiggled across it, intended to resemble a roller coaster, with its rises and falls. On said chart there was a certain point where the novelty begins to wear off.

I think I have ultimately reached that point.

Not that I have been looking forward to it, but I knew it was inevitably coming. Its just like I woke up one day and the excitement of living in a foreign country and meeting new people, didn't seem so exciting any more.

Don't get me wrong, I love Paris and I am truly having the time of my life, but that's just it, its life now. I am no longer on some new adventure and I don't see new things every day.

At this point in the game, my Parisian life is really just routine.

It hasn't been until this point, with the quickly approaching holiday, that I have begun to miss home. Not being home for Thanksgiving has had me missing other things about American life as well. Of course I miss my family and friends but I also miss the fall weather of Charlotte, driving my car down with the sunroof open and radio up. I miss the taste of a big greasy piece of pizza. I miss being able to get whatever I want at any time of the day, oh how I miss Wal-Mart. I miss my bed and my shower, and I really miss my blackberry.

I love my life in Paris and I wouldn't trade a minute of the experience but yes, I would say I have reached the point they had warned us would come.

On Friday evening, I am taking the last train bound for London. I would say that is as close as one can get to America, in Europe. I am determined to eat a giant Burger King burger and hunt down some Reese's while I am there.

Posted by harcegnt 07:30 Archived in France Tagged living_abroad

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Ok Nathan, here are a few 'cure' suggestions.
1. Find the Amaerican Library and ask them for the contact number for the American Club - I am sure that they will serve Thanksgiving dinner. Maybe an English speaking church)
2. Pizza - They really do make the best Pizza in France, but try a small Italian resto if you can find one. If you need a specific name, let me know.
3. Hamburgers - Hard Rock Cafe on the Champs has Americas' BEST! Definitely try it.
3. Reeses are tough to find. Have your sister send you some!!
Hang in there - this momment of American ennui will pass.
Hugs,
Mrs. McG

by Carolyn McGroarty

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