I'm Olivia. I'm a perpetually hungry redheaded girl from New York. I eat, sleep and breathe Korean pop music. I speak French and am studying Korean language and business in school. This fall, I'm setting forth on an exciting and terrifying (seriously I'm so nervous I might pee) solo journey across Europe. Hopefully this experience is full of bright, fun, and exciting as well as ridiculously stupid experiences that I can share with you!
I've probably gotten more exercise today than I have in one year...
Okay so, after a 6 hour flight, an hour train ride, and 3 metro stops, I'm finally here!
I'm at home already!
But what an ordeal it was to get here! The airport was completely smooth and easy to navigate, my only problem was my BEHEMOTH of a suitcase. I know, I know, everyone says to travel light when going abroad, but I figured since I'm going to be here 90 days, I want to blow all of my money on memories (and food to be quite honest) and also shopping in Paris can be REALLY EXPENSIVE. Luckily the woman I'm staying with gave me a list of good shopping and restaurants.
Anyway back to what I was saying, lugging a 50 pound suitcase up and down many flights of stairs is not something I'd advise you to try. My arms are kind of shaking while typing this, and not to mention I was awkwardly really sweaty when I met the woman I'm renting this room from...
Also I got off the metro and started walking in the wrong direction...you might be thinking about how much of a failure that was but the map I had was really misleading...
But anyway, I made it here on my own! And people have been so helpful to me, a street cleaner even walked me to the nearest map and then told me which way to go.
One of the hardest things was saying good bye to my family. I was pretty much ugly crying in the airport. I had to leave them for college, and of course that was difficult but I've never felt anything like how I felt leaving my family this time. I want to study in Korea in the future, think of how hard that will be! But I have to spread my wings and I'm so grateful to my mommy and daddy for letting me do that.
I love my family so much.
I took a stuffed giraffe with me on the plane, and it earned me some funny looks, but it made me feel a little closer to home than I would feel if I didn't have it.
Mr. Giraffe and I are going to take on France!!
Anyway, I'm not sure what my plan is for the rest of the day...I'm probably going to pass out for a few hours at least...