Days before I jet.

Well, so it begins. Sophomore year: complete. With a busy year filled with class, extracurriculars, dance, friends and our nation's capital, it seems a relaxing summer would be all too expected, don't you think? We don't want that. So here I am, with four days left on Longfellow Road, in the States, on American ground, or whatever way you want to put it, before jetting off for a six-week European experience. 

Condensed, sure. However, how hard can working for the EU be? From what I hear about productivity in the EU, I think they'll take whatever help I can give anyway ;) .

So from suitcase to suitcase, I await the Boston-Toronto-Frankfurt-Brussels travel extravaganza that will take me from Friday afternoon in Boston to Saturday morning in Belgium before jumping right into orientation at 5:00 PM. May the interviews be kind and the host family understanding of a budding french speaker. Any guesses for what the job will end up being?

Oh and brace yourself people. Godiva was born here.