In my sophomore year at Ole Miss, I decided to minor in French. Why? Because it's easy for me and I've studied the language for 14 years. I didn't plan to take French originally, but (as bad as it sounds), I wanted to make a few extra A's to help boost my GPA a little bit. So sue me. I started taking intensive classes (two semesters condensed into one), and in my second year, I met Brian.
Insert: Brian Mayo.
(He is going to KILL me when he sees which picture I chose. In context, this was taken on Halloween, at my 21st birthday... He does not wear hospital gowns regularly.)
Brian and I became fast friends due to our genuine enjoyment in causing a "brouhaha" (ruckus) in class. He is pursuing a minor in French as well, and it didn't take us long to decide that we would take all of our future classes together. Because we started our minors as sophomores, the only way to fulfill the requirements before graduation is to study abroad during the summer and receive 6 hours of 300-level credits. Poor us, right? Months ago, Brian and I agreed to study in Angers, France (about two hours southwest of Paris) at l'Université Catholique de l'Ouest (Catholic University of the West).
It isn't often that two adventurous students, such as Brian and myself, are in Europe with a legitimate educational purpose, and Brian had the brilliant idea to do a bit of traveling before school. After months of planning, mostly (okay, completely) on Brian's end, we (he) finalized our European vacation. To be fair, I drafted our packing list so I wasn't totally useless in the process. And I must say, it is brilliant packing list. (Yes, I did Google "packing list for Europe." Don't judge me.)
Brian arrived in Nashville today and we made our final preparations. Like the responsible travelers that we are, we photocopied our passports, printed out our confirmations, and even made nice little charts and calendars for our parents. We have a long day of traveling ahead and I don't think either of us truly know exactly what we're getting ourselves into. It's going to be so much fun.
Well, it's 2:15 am and I'm leaving for the airport in less than 7 hours, so, as awake as I feel, I absolutely have to make myself go to sleep. Theo is also having a fit because I still have the light on.
See you in Europe!
Caroline
P.S. - I forgot to mention that Brian and I have matching suitcases and laptop bags. Pictures to come. He thinks it's lame, but I think it's cute. We both literally have to sit on our luggage to make them close, but at least everything fits and is still under 44 pounds! I could be considered the worst packer in the world so I am pretty proud of myself at this point.
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