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Published: August 5th 2007
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fete de la musique
Singing "Podmoskovnie Vechera" with Gilbert and his club Two weeks since I have left France and I am still trying to readjust. Three days I spent in Atlanta were probably the weirdest, nothing felt right, but here at my parents' I am feeling much better for some reason. Of course, it is nothing like Paris here and my life seems rather empty compared to what it was last month, but I am glad to have some "free" time to think, relax, figure things out. Now that I am back and so close to graduating, everyone has been asking about my plans for the future. I guess getting a diploma is a big step, and I am just starting to realize that. I know I will continue my studies later on so I am not putting too much pressure on myself as far as my immediate future goes. I revealed my plan to go to Brazil next year to my parents and they were pretty cool about it. But enough about my future, I still have a semester of studies ahead of me.
So, a little about the past, the past I think about every day: my last three weeks in Paris. The first part of it was marked by
fete de la musique
And later that night, in Butte aux Cailles with Camila and Julien a lot of good-byes, Camila left on the 26th, then there was a good-bye picnic that same night for my "stage d'integration", and Saturday the 30th Ania left. I was probably the saddest about Camila leaving, she was so important in my life there. But we got to spend the last two days together, she even stayed the night over at my place. Saying good bye to Ania was made easier by a road trip that Aude organized to visit the castles of the Loire that weekend. It was an amazing trip, we saw four castles, some really famous ones too, like Chambord and Amboise (where Da Vinci lived). My favorite was Chenonceau, just so feminine and beautiful! I have been wanting to do this all year, and finally I had this opportunity so I seized it. My last week was rather special as well. Afternoons I spent all alone, often sleeping in rather late and then taking walks around Paris -I finally had a chance to discover Belleville and Parc de Butte Chaumont, I spent several afternoons in the Marais, my favorite Paris district. The weather was not great, it would rain all the time, but I made the
fete de la musique
Fete de la musique is this annual holiday of music celebrated in every city in France. The idea is that anyone who can sing or play an instrument (or thinks he can) has a chance to express himself on the streets. best of it. Nights I would spend with Julien or firends I didn't get to see much before, like Annie, Olivier, Aude, Nicolas. I also finally got to go to Comedie Francaise, where we saw Malade Imaginaire by Moliere. Friday night there was a party at Kostya's, so I got a chance to say good bye to some of my russian friends. The last couple days I was either cleaning and packing or chilling with Julien. I also got to say good bye to Gilbert - our last lunch was on Monday. Little good bye party organized by Annie on Monday night, then my last glass of martini on Pont Tolbiac with Julien and Tuesday morning I was headed to the airport. I felt rather dead inside, I could not even shed a tear until I was on board. It just hit me, that it was me who was leaving, that I might not come back anytime soon, that another chapter of my life is finished. Not the happiest realization. All of the last week in Paris, I kept telling myself that I have a ticket to go back in December, I would come back, that everything would be ok,
and there on the plane, I didn't believe it anymore, I felt like it was over forever, and I just got so scared! But here I am now, I have calmed down a lot. I mean, if I find a decent job this semester, I can afford a little graduation trip to Paris and then a trip to Brazil, right? Let's just hope I will find that job.
I don't know when the next post will be, since I don't have any trips planned in the near future, but I would like to think that it would be sooner than later. It has been a great year for me, I was so lucky to have that opportunity to explore and discover. Today I don't regret anything, even though I remember myself wishing that I would have never gone to France. But those were the moments of weakness. Overall, it was a very special trip, mostly thanks to all the wonderful people I got to know.
Pictures of castles here: http://git.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2085279&l=a1950&id=12800335
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