sometimes, ya just have to say it like it is

22 06 2011

i miss europe. plain and simple, there is it. i thought me & that other continent would just take a little break from each other last year and that i’d plan a big trip for 2011 that would bring us back together. alas, i feel that it’s not to be this year. i mean, have you seen plane ticket prices to europe lately? what the eff happened, people?! it’s over a thousand to fly anywhere in october (the only time i could go this year) and i just don’t have that kind of money to throw around at the moment. buying a house and all kinda put a damper on that. 😉 perhaps next spring will be better. we shall see…

the past few years have been spent well, travel-wise. i’ve done a lot of trips with friends, trips i didn’t really ever consider to be the type of things i’d take vacation time for. it’s been a tad bit cheaper to stay on this continent, but not completely. i’ve still spent quite a bit. i’ve done NYC countless time (headed back there tomorrow!), seen several awesome music festivals (which has become a priority), tried out colder weather fun (snowboarding was… interesting), been to las vegas more times in one year than i ever thought i’d go total (3…!), and will finally get to see san francisco (and wine country!) in about a month. i suppose i should just start planning way ahead and be able to go back to my beloved paris, et al when i get the chance.

i miss walking the streets and hearing the french language. i miss seeing passing friends kiss on the cheek instead of shake hands. i miss being able to eat dinner at midnight- in a restaurant. i miss the effing euro. i miss fresh french baguettes bought on a whim and eaten while walking down the street. i miss buying a bottle of cheap red wine- that tastes great– at a corner store and then walking across the street to a park and drinking it sitting in the grass. i miss real-deal chocolate eclairs, yo. i miss taking the metro, but i miss walking across paris more. i miss being able to get on a train and be in another country in an hour. i miss the mediterranean way of life. i miss markets, seeing all kinds of animal parts on display, being able to buy the juice of any fruit you can imagine- anyone ever had kiwi juice? it’s awesome. i miss using the parts of my brain that know specks of french, german, spanish. i miss real german pretzels. i miss seeing buildings that are hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of years old. i miss real european romance- not just between people, mind you, but between people and their country. people and their history. i miss the feeling of escape that europe gives… the feeling that you are not a part of your “real” life while you’re there, just a floating piece of humanity with nowhere to be and everything to enjoy. i miss the sense of freedom europe gives me to use my camera, the feeling that every picture i take is a piece of the moment i get to keep forever, even if it’s not very good. 😉 i miss foreign labels on food and drinks in grocery stores, and i miss buying things i’m not familiar with just to try them out. i miss seeing babies in europe and thinking how amazing it is that kids are born in a particular place at a particular time and their brains just adjust to where they sprout. one kid becomes american, one kid german, one french, one spanish. what if i’d been born in france instead of here in georgia? oh, if only! i wonder if i’d be as fascinated with america as i am now with europe. or if i’d have a certain disdain for this place that europeans seem to be born with. 🙂 either way, i do miss that place dearly. i’ve got to go back at some point. it pulls on my heart strings. i’ll be with you again soon, my love.

-j.

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