I'm envious, completely envious, of my friends who are studying abroad and how much they've seen and experienced. All my life, ever since I could breathe, I've always wanted to travel. I've always wanted to go to Europe. My AP World History (which was really a Western Civilization class/European History) will always be memorable to me because it's one of the few classes that I actually enjoyed. I loved learning about King Henry XIII, The Palace of Versailles, or even Joan of Arc. Even if I didn't understand Candide, I can't forget Voltaire and the summer I spent with him.
So as I go through my friends' pictures, I so wish I could be with them to see the museums, eat the food, finally go to the cities and towns I've read about in novels and textbooks. Immerse myself in the various cultures. Be surrounded by buildings and structures older than America. Step into a world with such a rich long history.
One day, I'll just go. But I feel like I won't see as much as I will want to because of what would be my responsibilities at home. Or maybe I'm just making excuses?
I just want to see everything. Even for someone with all the time and money in the world, that's an enormous feat. I may have to accept that I won't get to see all the corners of the globe. And be happy and thankful that I get to see anything.
Europe, I can't wait to see you. :)
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