I made it home safely. Val and Elliot generously picked me up at the airport and even had Welcome Home signs taped to the car. The weather today was amazing. Honestly, the smell of summer tied with the slight cool breeze flowing across the ramps made me ‘ok’ with being back in the US.
At home, I got a tour of Elliot’s new house, met one of his roomies, had Layla’s for lunch, and then went to the mall with Val. Don’t judge but I legitimately almost broke down into tears in Forever 21 especially when I saw the t-shirts with French on them (example: Je suis TROP sexy pour ce t-shirt). Everything reminded me of Paris.
Believe me, I am happy to be home. Having texting back, and a showerhead that doesn’t spray the ceiling, and a big comfy bed is awesome, but I’ve been having trouble speaking English all the time and already have had some awkward encounters as I expect everyone to know French.
Bienvenue Reverse Culture Shock.
Paris, tu me manques. Beaucoup.