Prochain arrêt: Lexington

Next stop: Lexington. After an academic year away from the Bluegrass, I am officially taking pictures off my wall, attempting to say how much I appreciate my friends, and realizing how awesome this time in my life has been.

I remember asking myself, "what have I done?" during my trans-Atlantic flight at the end of last September. Was this really what I wanted? wouldn't a nice little vacation fulfill the same interests?

Now on the other end of things, I can confidently say that nothing could have replaced these months I've spent as an *Armorican. I've readily accepted adjustments to daily life as I enjoyed a fresh, new perspective on things, and I don't just mean the view from my treehouse-style appartment.

The bookend phrase of which I was so aware back in the fall is "God is good." However, just as I felt insufficient to express my gratitude to friends during a recent "Go get'em, Lawrence" party, these three little words are again too short. Thanks France, thanks friends, thanks Kentucky for staying in touch. I'll see you just after the Tour de France :). Oh, and Happy (belated) Birthday America!

Je vous fais tous un enorme bisou. C'est vrai que le prochain arrêt est bien Lexington, mais je compte de garder mon passeport de Bretagne en etat parfait car j'ai déjà hâte de vous revoir! Tschüss!

(*Amorica is the ancient and literary name for Brittany.)