And just like that we find our selves at the air port waiting to board our flight back to the land of pasteurized cheese, fake butter, and the FDA.
Nearly two years Heather and I have lived here in France and yet it feels like just last week we were acclimating our digestive systems to strange foods and cheap wine. As with most places one grows to love, today’s departure is bitter sweet. It will be some weeks before we start to feel back at home but it won’t be very difficult. One major gripe about France is how close knit friend circles are, which is very much a double edged sword. French friends are life long, and very close. But, getting to that point is often times a long and arduous process. So, when I say we are fortunate enough to have made several unforgettable and amazing friends here you’ll know just how special that is.
Here’s to you France, friends, and two years of amazing adventures.
See you on the other side.