This time tomorrow I will be shuffling through security at the airport, extremely nervously, anticipating the upcoming flight.
I can’t believe the time is here.
I will be flying over the atlantic.
I will be seeing still-standing, and in-use buildings from centuries ago.
Paintings and artworks going back a millennium.
I don’t think there’s preparation enough for this sort of trip. I’ll just have to wing it and hope.
Oh, and my french is going to suck.
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