This will be my last blog post from this side of the channel
for a while since tomorrow is the day I leave for France!
It feels like I’ve spent the last week trying to pack my
suitcase whilst trying not to go over the 20kg allowance, looks like I’m going
to be wearing my winter coat and boots through check in. Considering my friend informed me that the
other week it was up to 43°C I am not even going to need my coat and boots for a few
months… and I am going to melt. She told
me she has been getting a tan just from sitting in the house! I on the other hand do NOT tan, I simply
burn. My Celtic ancestry obviously did
not evolve to have sun-soaking skin and due to lack of exposure seems to be
completely allergic to the sun.
Wondering how much I will miss the UK, I do love it here but
I wonder if it’s only because I haven’t lived anywhere else. Of course I have visited different places,
but visiting is completely different to experiencing everyday life in a place. Will living in France make me partially
French? Will my British roots leave a
mark on the people I meet? Although
we’re geographically part of Europe, we’re not exactly referred to as Europeans that often. Maybe that little stretch of sea is enough
for our British identity to come through much stronger than that of our
European identity.
So goodbye Britons, hello Europeans!
See you on the other side.
