Par-lay voo On-glay?

It is currently 8:38pm London time. Which means in approximately 8 or so hours, I will be getting up to go on a train underneath the British Channel. Paris, here I come!

Today has been a day of running some errands, finishing up some homework and otherwise packing, preparing and trying to not be too terribly anxious about my upcoming weekend.

I am almost all packed, as prepared as its going to be and not nearly as panicked as I could be. In fact, my stomach doesn't even hurt yet! For those of you who don't know me well enough to know this, my stomach always hurts when I get nervous or anxious about something, often days in advance. So the fact that I have no stomach ache right now is a pretty sweet deal.

Suffice to say I am a little nervous about my trip. I don't speak a word of French, except for please, thank-you and do you speak English? I am a little unsure of what it will be like in Paris and I don't know how to get around or what to eat while I'm there. But it's not like I'm going alone, there is a group of about 13 of us going. And it's not like I'm moving over there permanently, I'll be back "home" in London on Sunday night. But nevertheless, I am a bit nervous. 

My number one priority is to see Versailles, as in the palace where Marie Antionette lived. A close second priority is to get a crepe with Nutella and a true Parisian croissant. Other than that, I am just going where the group goes and will be absorbing as much as I can, taking lots of pictures and remembering everything I can. 

Well, that's really all I have to say for tonight. I just wanted to let you all know where I was headed. If you would pray for me as I travel and experience Paris, I would be ever so grateful. I know it will be fantastic and the experience of a lifetime, I just need to get past some of the nerves. Thank-you to those of you who had conversations with me today... As I'm sure you know, you're right, you're right, you're always right, and I'm just flustered and therefore irrational. So thanks for talking me out of whatever I was talking myself into at the time.

Also, if you could pray for my roommate. She is not feeling too good and it is never fun to be sick away from home. I think all of us here are getting ready to be home. This is about to be week 6 and the time difference makes communicating back home a little difficult, so homesickness begins to get the best of us. Again, prayers are ever so appreciated.

I better get to bed sometime soon, since my wake-up call will be around 4am. Yikes!

Until next time,

_Kt