I'm Taking the Train to Paris

So today is particularly special to me. I started taking French lessons my Freshman year of high school, and since that time, it has been a dream of mine to go to France and especially Paris in particular. Well today, after 13 years of dreaming, it’s finally happening. It seems a bit surreal to me, but I can’t remember the last time I was this excited about something. I was supposed to have gone to Paris almost 9 years ago, but those plans were interrupted. But that’s how it was meant to be. I wasn’t meant to be in Paris until today. So now I’m leaving behind the breath-taking, snowy French Alps where I was able to spend almost a month with a family I now consider to be my friends, and head to the big city. My train left from Cluses at 9:22, and as it passes through the beautiful countryside on this crisp and foggy morning, I can’t help but feel blessed to be where I’m at. Even though this adventure has had it’s ups and downs, I am grateful for the experience. It is this very experience that is leading me towards a fulfulling a dream, mon voyage à la belle ville de Paris.