this time, two years ago, i was about to hop on a plane for a semester abroad.
the months that followed that nine hour flight were filled with
belgian waffles, runs down cobblestone streets,
speechlessness at the hills of ireland, enjoying the wine of france,
the food of italy, the sunset of santorini, hiking the swiss alps,
taking in the hustle and bustle of london,
lounging on the beaches of nice, marveling the lights of paris,
eating as much gelato & stroopwaffles as possible,
sipping beer at oktoberfest, dancing in prague, reading on trains,
and the magic that is a college girl trapesing across europe.
i can never thank my parents enough.
o, to go back in time...