Blog 6

Last summer, I went to France as a part of an exchange program, and I stayed with a host family who lived on a farm in a city that only had a population of around 400. It was different, obviously, than what I was used to, having lived in a big city like Houston all my life, but it was a great experience nonetheless. I was somehow able to become friends with my host sister, who didn't speak a word of English, with my broken French. I grew close to her, and the rest of her family, in those three weeks.

In a few years, when I'm in college, I'm definitely planning on coming back to France as a part of a study abroad trip. I want to go back with my improved French, and see if it's possible for me to get by. And, of course, I want to visit my host family and see how they're doing. I'm really excited for all the opportunities that lie ahead, and I can't wait until the time comes when I can finally travel again.