I'm back in the States, as many of you know. Spent the last couple weeks moving into a new apartment, starting new classes, finding wonderful new friends.
My mom reminded me that I never wrote after the first week in Paris. I should have written. Sorry!
I hope it's not too late though... I don't think I'll have forgotten everything. I kept a journal on paper. So when I have a spare hour or so (wish me luck with that one), I'll transcribe all of those entries here (after editing them a bit, mind you). I'm not sure if they'll tell the story accurately. I don't remember what I wrote. But I always wrote when I was alone--traveling through or to San Sebastian, Chartres, Morocco. I spent most of my trip with people I met on the road, and maybe I'll try to fill those parts in... They were the best parts.
I hope you're all well.
Love,
Sean
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