So it’s just over 2 months today until I start my year abroad in France. I passed my second year at the University of Exeter with a 66.63 grade average (that’s a 2:1 for you non-uni types) and I’m well on my way to becoming one of the most successful half-British, half-American ladies, like, ever. At least, that’s what I’m hoping for. I must warn you, this blog will be rife with sarcasm, self-acclaimed adoration and repugnance (possibly even at the same time) and plenty of awful jokes.
Over a month ago I was accepted for an internship at the International Herald Tribune (think New York Times hits Paris) which I’m incredibly excited about (*does celebratory dance and wiggles bottom*). My current issue however is that they have yet to confirm exact dates for my stay there, so I feel a bit like a hamster on its very own Ferris wheel. Excitement has turned into nerves. Where am I going to live? Am I going to make any friends? Will they pay me? Am I actually going to come back from my year abroad speaking fluent French? The IHT is an English-language paper after all so I’m hardly going to be getting my daily French dosage within their walls….
I have lots of questions right now and I’m hoping I’ll be able to answer most of them myself before I arrive in La Ville-Lumière. Or at least, with a little help from the Google. This blog plans to follow me through the 2 months leading up to my YA, as well as being a medium for sharing all my stories, adventures and maybe even a few pics while I’m out there! I hope you enjoy.
Watch this space.