I’m a sophomore in college. But after weeks of scrambling for recommendations, transcripts, essays, and application fees, I felt like a senior in high school all over again rushing to meet the early decision deadline. Applying to study abroad is a frantic process, made more frantic when you decide to study abroad roughly two weeks before the deadline. I decided last month that I wanted to spend the spring in Paris. While originally intending to study abroad junior year, like the vast majority of study abroaders, I thought, why not? I love baguettes, escargots, art, and fashion–what better way to spend a semester? Of course I’d still be taking classes, at the Parisian university The Sorbonne. My goal is by the end of this experience to have Paris natives not laugh at me when I speak, which may be a bit too ambitious of a goal.
So off I go on January 10th to the city of lights. I’ll miss my friends, my campus, and my family–bien sur–but I’m excited for this entirely new, entirely terrifying experience.