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So I’m gonna be home in a week. I’m kinda feeling ashamed. I really liked it here at first but then I started to feel really homesick and that totally came out of left field. But now in these last few weeks I’m reflecting and realizing that I don’t actually want to go home. The thing is I’ll probably always want to be where I am not. ”The grass is greener on the other side”. I really miss burritos and my friends and other stuff, but when I imagine myself being home I remember all the reasons why I wanted to get out and stay out. And then I imagine leaving Nice and never coming back… It’s all very sad, quite frankly.
- Drive to Italy
- Go to Vence
- Hike Tourette-Leven
- Go as far as I can into the mountains
- Finish Heroes with Jenny
- Go on a photo-adventure around Nice
- Get genie pants
- Go to the Christmas festival at Massena, ride the ferris wheel
- Try to swim in the sea again even though it’s probably freezing