Counting Down the Hours

Sitting in a black leather chair at gate 59 at the Kansas City International Airport, I am experiencing a feeling that I can only describe as absolute terror. I've reached the point where I'm thinking of all the million things that could go wrong during the 20 hours it will take for me to get to where I'm going: Annecy, France. From KCI, I fly to Minneapolis, then to Amsterdam, then to Geneva, and finally, from Geneva, I take a train to Annecy. Listing everything that's swimming around in my head right now probably won't help, but if you've ever traveled overseas, alone for the first time in your life, going to a country where you really won't be able to speak English for a month... surely, you understand.

My mom pointed out to me, on the way to the airport, that this month long endeavor to become fluent in French will only "whet my appetite" and make me want to live there forever. I can only hope that this will be the case, though I want to travel as much as I can; specifically to different places and not just one place over and over again. Like New Zealand. And Ecuador. France is just the beginning for me! 

That's really why I want to join the peace corps; I want to go everywhere; I don't just want to be a tourist, I want to help people a lot. 

Anyway: France. Once I get to Annecy I'm probably just going to collapse and sleep until the morning when I will get up for my first day of classes! If you read this and you're wondering if I've made it, text my mom (mère), or you can wait for my next post!

Et maintenant, en Français!
Assis dans une chaise noire du cuir à la porte 59 à l'aéroporté Kansas City International, je rencontre un sentiment que je peux décrire seulement comme terreur absolue. J'ai atteint le point où je pense de tous les million de choses qui pourrait aller mal pendent le 20 heures que il faudra pour moi pour arriver à Annecy, France. De KCI, je vole à Minneapolis, puis à Amsterdam, puis à Genève, et finalement, de Genève, je prends un train à Annecy. Faire une liste de tous qu'est nager autour dans ma tête maintenant probablement ne aide pas, mais si on a déjà voyagé l'étranger, seuls pour le première fois dans sa vie, va a un pais...

I don't have enough time to finish, but that was good, right?