Is this real?
You pinch yourself.
Yep.
This is it. The moment you've been dreading all month. Last day of french school in the beautiful Cote d'Azure.
You give your roommates one last hug before you all go your separate ways. Emails have been exchanged, and you cross your fingers as your promise to Skype each other once often. You hold hands, teary eyed. You grab your things and make your way to the front office for check out.
Is this real?
You sign the last of the paperwork, are are directed towards the van to the airport. You step in and w a i t.
Wait to leave the place you've called home for the summer. Leave the plethora of memories, and all the people whom youve met; your little family.
You look out the window as the van heads out.
One last look
You tell yourself to take this ALL in. Capture everything you are looking at. The shade of , the intense blue hue of the Mediterranean. I can connect with this town and leave the past behind me, making a web of new experiences, touching every edge of this place.
Is this real?
The silent hum of the van breaks you from your thoughts.
A harsh reality.
After what seems like an eternal ride, you arrive to the airport. Now, you're on your own until you meet Dad in Paris.
You walk up to the check out counter
No turning back
"Good afternoon" a lady greets you in perfect French behind the counter
No turning back.
You hand her your passport. Check in, head for security.
You are scanned, and "x-rayed".
No turning back.
After waiting, your plane finally begins to board.
Is this real?
You sit in your assigned seat. Your heart is beating.
No turning back.
Yep.
