One Day More

Well my final night with my host family is starting and honestly I don't quite know what I feel. Packing has been stressful to say the least. A 50 pound weight limit sucks majority. I'm also pretty stressed/nervous about going home. My hairs standing on end, my face is broken out and I look like I've been on every drug in the book. Today I got the opportunity  to fly in a hot air balloon. The town of Annonay is where the Montgolfière brothers invented the hot air  balloon and so as one final gift my family bought me a place. It is absolutely incredible. Floating over the hills and towns. A truly once in a lifetime experience that I will never forget. 

I'm going to miss life here. I have a lot of freedom and I am truly happy for the first time in a long time. I have no worries or cares about anything. I also will miss the family. Not only my immediate family but my extended family who excepted me as one of their own. I don't have the most "together" family in world so being here with cousins and aunts and uncles and grandparents and great grandparents has been really cool. Going back home feels like it will be rather un fulfilling. I am excited to see everyone again but the fact that this adventure is over saddens me greatly. I can never thank my family enough for this year, they have given me this amazing experience. If you are reading this and have ever thought about hosting or going on exchange, do it. To answer your questions, yes we are having Crêpes for dinner, yes I will miss the bread, no none of us will sleep in the camp in Paris, yes Zoey and I are going to sneak out for one last walk around town and one last cigarette. All in all this has been the best year of my life.