Just Like the Movies

I felt like I was living in the movie Under the Tuscan Sun as we walked the streets of Nice. Buildings seemed to be on top of one another, the clothes lines hanging from one side to the other, people crowded on the streets and yelling at one another. Continue reading “Just Like the Movies”

I Have a Migraine

This headache is pounding. I am putting words together, hoping they are right and in the end they come out as a big, jumbled mess. I can see the look of confusion on both my host parents’ eyes when I am trying to express myself in French, and I want to hide myself under a rock when I say something wrong or cannot communicate.  Continue reading “I Have a Migraine”