Time flies. I can't believe this trip is over. I feel like I just got here. I don't know how I feel, actually. I'm excited to go back home and see family and Graham, but I'm really going to miss everyone and living in JLP. I like living in towns where you can walk anywhere you need to go. Leaving is bittersweet. Luckily there will be a few of us on the same flight back. It's late and I have to get up in a couple hours.
Today we went to Eze and Nice. Eze is beautiful. We took a bus to the top of the mountain and walked around. Jemma's dad told her that we needed to go to the Golden Goat restaurant. It was really expensive (we just got coffee/hot chocolate), but the view was fantastic. I also got some gifts. Nice was okay. There were a lot of clothing stores, and I liked Ventimiglia's rock beach more than Nice's. We tried climbing this mountain to find a waterfall, but it didn't work out. Finding the train station was an interesting experience. Not really. It was kind of stressful.
I had to write an advice paper for next year's students. I was kind of lazy with it. The advice papers don't help. You just have to experience everything on your own and you'll learn along the way.
I'll probably finish the "Trip to Venice" story when I get home. Aw. Now I'm sad again.
Fun Fact: I turn 21 on Tuesday (June 9th)!
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