I’m standing in the immigration line at the airport in
Shannon, Ireland and I am terrified. After seventeen hours of flying, layovers,
and waiting I have arrived. It finally hits me that I am really in another
country four-thousand miles away from my family and friends. With fear I also
start to feel joy, excitement, and curiosity. Curious about what I am going to
experience in my three months in Europe. Excited about all the trips I am going
to take and joyful about all the memories I am going to make. With all these
mixed feelings I gather my luggage and head out of the airport into my crazy
new life.
Fast
forward a couple hours and some extreme jet lag later I find myself staring at
the ocean for the first time. I am walking into Spiddal, a town 2 miles from my
little cottage. I look around me and all I see on one side is a big blue ocean
and the other side I see miles of green. I have no idea where I am or where I
am going, but I do know I cannot wait to get there.
I know that you are going to have a great adventure!!! Keep sending the pictures!!!
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