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Paris Day 3.

After a long day at Disneyland, today was another long day exploring Paris. Though I wished I could have slept in longer, it was a once in a lifetime opportunity for me to be in such a magnificent city and wasting my time sleeping was not an option. With so many sights to see and such little time I was only able to visit a few things. Thankfully the Love Lock Bridge and the Lourve were located near each other and made it easier to see both. Since I was already so exhausted by the time I got to the Lourve, I honestly had no interest in walking around the actual museum. For me it was enough to say I was there and take a picture with the monumental glass pyramids outside. After the Lourve was a trip to the Notre Dame Cathedral. I must admit that after experiencing La Sagrada Familia it was hard for any other church or cathedral to top it. So of course I thought the Notre Dame Cathedral was pretty, but no where near the jaw dropping Sagrada Familia. It was already pretty late when I headed over to the Luxembourg Gardens, so my friend and I decided to grab McDonalds right across from the garden. Both my parents had told me to go to McDonalds and it was pretty cheap, so I thought why not! I didn’t notice any obvious differences between Paris McDonalds and US McDonalds; it was all the same to me. By the time we finished dinner it was already getting dark and we had told our friends we would meet them at the Eiffel Tower before it was dark. So although we were already outside the gardens, we unfortunately didn’t have time to go in. We made it to the Eiffel Tower when it was already dark and had the fortune of seeing it all lit up and sparkling. Being able to go up the Eiffel Tower was such an unreal experience. For so long I admired photos I saw of this amazing tower and now here I was actually in it. Even the photos I took myself didn’t look real. That feeling sums up how I feel about Paris. My trip to Paris was so unreal! I wish I had more time to see more things, but Disneyland Paris and the Eiffel Tower were enough to make this an unforgettable trip. Au revoir!

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Paris Day 2.

It’s safe to say that I have Internet separation anxiety. The fact that my wifi isn’t working in my room right now, and I’m struggling to survive proves it. At least this forces me to use the old fashioned notebook app to jot down my post. Paris continues to be unreal. Two words: Disneyland Paris. Paris itself is the cherry on top, but add in Disneyland and you’ve got a triple scoop waffle cone with a chocolate dip. Being at Disneyland in Paris wasn’t even a dream come true, because never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would have that experience! Seeing the big Parc Disneyland sign and walking through the turnstiles was such an unreal experience. I was overcome by so much joy and happiness! I felt like I was seven again. Though I didn’t get to go on every ride or meet any characters my entire day there was beyond what I could have imagined. To end the best day ever, my friend and I watched the 20th anniversary light show display that happened right at Cinderella’s castle. The best why I can describe this show is a combination of fireworks over the castle, a water show like World of Color, and a projection show off the castle. Having one of these shows by itself is already amazing, but the combination of the three was magical. My entire day was a fairly tale. Never ever did I think I would have been this blessed. From studying in Barcelona to visiting different cities around the world, I’m living a life that so few can have. I don’t know how I got to be so incredibly blessed, but I thank God at every moment of it all. Without his control over my life none of this would have happened. Au revoir!

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Paris Day 1.

Woke up at 6:30 am, took an hour bus ride, spent two hours at the airport, one hour flight, one hour bus, and a taxi ride later and I finally landed in the most unbelievable city. Paris doesn’t feel real; it feels like a dream! Everything looks so extravagant and shiny that I feel the urge to spend money on new things. Dinner in Paris consisted of a three course steak meal. It was delicious. The steak was served alongside fries and with a sauce I can’t describe, not because it was super super super amazing, but because I can’t ever describe what something tastes like. Now the steak itself was good, but the best part was the free seconds! Yes I said it, the restaurant gave us a second steak no charge. If only all restaurants served seconds. Coming to Paris I didn’t realize how large it would be. There’s so much to see and so little time! I’m bummed that I’m going to Disneyland, because that takes away a whole day of exploring, but at the same time it’s Disneyland in Paris! This is just another situation where I’ll have to come back in the future! Paris is truly a dream to me. For the longest time I’ve obsessed over the Eiffel Tower and saved every photo I can of it. Seeing it in real life today just didn’t feel real. It’s such a magnificent sight that words can’t describe my excitement. And that was just me being far far away from it. Wait until Sunday night when I’ll be walking right underneath it. Paris, you make me feel like I’m living in a movie. Someone pinch me, because I think this whole weekend is a dream. Au revoir!

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Barcelona Day 34.

Oh naughty naughty me, someone skipped their class this morning. In my defense, it wasn’t just to sleep, but also to study for my midterm. Though I wish I hadn’t waited last minute to start reviewing, I am still proud of all the effort I put into studying. I know that my classes here are far easier than my classes back home, but I’d still like to think I’m being a studious student. So I didn’t do much today besides study and take one of the trickiest tests I’ve ever taken. There was another grandma phone call worth mentioning though! When I told my grandma that I had been in Dublin last weekend, she responded and said, “Is he a nice, Christian guy? Remember no boyfriends!” I love that my grandma has dementia and can hardly remember who I am whenever I call, but she never forgets to remind me not to have a boyfriend. That woman is too silly for her own good! I say a lot how I don’t want to have lazy days and waste precious time here in Barcelona, but I’m starting to realize that there is a difference between a lazy day and a day where I just don’t have the time or energy to go out. My list of things to do in Barcelona still has tons of things that need to be crossed off, but if I eliminate lazy days and wake up a few hours earlier I think I’ll be able to maximize my time here. The month of October is not only going to be the best month of my year, but also the month that flies by the quickest. With all my trips that are going to happen, if I blink I might just miss it. So here’s to an already great October! Time to live while I’m young. Adios!

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Homesick.

Why study for a midterm when you can write a reflection post about homesickness! Before I start, I still stand by my claim that I don’t get very homesick or experience homesickness easily. I’m always too excited to start my new experiences that I don’t have time to feel sad or homesick. But there’s something in me that feels different than normal. I don’t know if this is considered homesickness, but with everything I do I’m finding myself wishing that my sister was with me or my mom or my dad or my best friend or someone, anyone from back home. Yes I’ve made friends here, and I’ve had more than enough laughs, but I wish I just had one piece of familiar. From a new language, to a new city, to all new people, there is so much that is different here than from home. Now don’t take this as me complaining about getting the opportunity to study in Europe, because it’s not. I am so thankful for everything that has come my way, but I have to admit that I’m looking forward to coming home. Walking through the doors after passing through customs and seeing my sister there. Seeing her look like a grump but knowing that inside she’s just as excited to see me as I am to see her. Getting to flop onto my bed and have all the feathers from my comforter float into the air. Driving to my dad’s house and telling my grandma 100 times that I didn’t just come from LA. What I miss most is familiar. But I know that in a few months familiar to me will be Barcelona. I’ll go back home and miss the beauty of an exciting city. I’ll miss the chocolate with churros that have become part of my weekly diet. I’ll miss the church where I couldn’t understand a thing, but was able to connect with everything. Right now I miss every familiar detail about home, but in three months when I’m home, I’ll miss every new detail about this amazing and wonderful city. Adios!