The clock is ticking

20 days until I leave America for ye olde continent and la franhahaha as Erin would call it! I’d like to just point out that I am completely freaking out about it! I feel completely five bowling pins over it, elated one minute and like I’m going to have a melt down the next… Which brings me to story time!!!

So for the past month I have been living with a family I babysit for who have two amazing and smart and completely HILARIOUS kids, AJ and Louis. One day AJ was completely bent out of shape and Jim said to Sarah, “Geez its like he’s bi-polar, happy one minute and crying the next.” AJ heard this and being 5 said, “Dad why did you call me five bowling pins?” and then proceeded to say he was not “five bowling pins” and act completely five bowling pins. Kids are hilarious. However “five bowling pins” kind of is how I feel right now.

I don’t want to leave because of my friends here and I have been having so much fun the past few months in da boro, but at the same time I’m about to have an amazing 7 months in France… Right? YES. The answer has to be YES. I’m not going to let myself not have fun I just need to get my feet on Paris soil and not look back :).

But before I do that, I’ve still got 2 weeks left in Greensboro, a trip to New Jersey, and some time in Noke before I head out… 20 days people 20 days!!!!!


What I know… unfortunately not much

As this blog is titled Mego In France, you would assume that I’m about to embark on the wild ride through Europe, drinking copious amounts of French wine, enjoying the delicacies of French cuisine (escargot anyone?), and somewhere in there expanding my horizons and becoming fluent. On one hand I suppose you are right, because I plan to do all of those things and more (ha), but right now I really have NO IDEA what I’m about to embark on. I know two things: 1. French wine is amazing 2. I have a job that will pay for said French wine.

This whole adventure revolves around my wonderful job that I have found teaching English for 7 months to a bunch of elementary school kids in a tiny tiny town called Nyons, population: 7,000. If you ask me how I feel about this, I say “Oh I’m quite excited, it will be super fun!” but really I mean, “OMG THIS IS TERRIFYING” because really what in the heck do I know about teaching English? And the town is so small! I’ve never lived anywhere that small before… Nyons is typically not listed on maps. I found a map that has it on it, but it really doesn’t help you figure out where it actually is unless you are super familiar with French geography which I’m guessing if you are reading this you probably aren’t… sigh…So if you are wondering if I am nervous the answer is YUP. Kind of freaking out, but hey Nyons is famous (who knew?) for its olives and olive oil. So if nothing else i expect to be a connoisseur by the end of my stay!

As I continue to horrify my parents with my lack of knowledge regarding this adventure (I know when my flight leaves and that’s as far as i’ve gotten…yikes!), I have vague plans of couch surfing through Grenoble… and when I say vague I mean I’m doing it just havn’t worked out the deets yet… and no plans or information on where to live in Nyons. I’m just going to wing it when I get there. Scary? Yes. Crazy? Yes. Am I 22 and brave and probably a little bit off my rocker? YUP.

Hey being 22, adventurous, maybe just a tad bit crazy can’t be a bad thing! I’m bound to get some interesting stories out of this 🙂

Grand Bis



Imagine me saying “BONJOUR!” in a Julia Child voice as I welcome you to my brand spankin’ new blog where I will attempt (key word being attempt) to chronicle my adventures through the old continent. I’m not leaving for another month (September 19 baby!) but already I can barely contain my excitement. However as I stare at my already overflowing suitcase that is filled with only half of my wardrobe, I realize how daunting a task it will be to move my life over there for 7 months. And by that I mostly mean my clothes since I seem to have packaged up every other aspect of my life.

The funny thing is, is that I know I’m going to want to buy all new things when I arrive. That’s what happened last time I was there, and I know for a fact that I will have some serious French girl clothes envy when I arrive. I can’t help it that they all look so fabulous all the time!! At least I am coming prepared this time with a LOT of scarves (holla!) and a beret that I knitted myself. I kind of feel like my beret looks like a jellyfish from Spongebob, but I think I can live with that.

This time around visiting France I have some things that just NEED to happen. 1. Versailles. 2. Louvre 3. Marche de Noel in Strasbourg 4. Spain 5. Italy 6. Switzerland. There are others, but I’ve been up since 6:30am today (it is now almost midnight) werkin so I can pay for things when I get there, like all these fabulous trips I plan on taking… so I can’t think of the rest of them unfortunately. BAHHH can I just get on a plane already??

Grand Bis