Follow me to France… Day One
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Monday, July 4, 2005~ 3ish AM (Central… Continue reading Follow me to France… Day One